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Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 04:12 AM

Hi everyone,

We continue the storyarc of Azura's quest to return to Oblivion in this installment of Loranna's Merry Adventures, Evening Star Parade.

Currently, the RP is set in Gnisis, Morrowind; everyone is gathered or on their way, and Loranna has just had a strange dream - and will discover that she is already well on her way to completing her Lady's quest.

The mirc channel #Loranna_RP remains our official hang out for out of character discussion and organization.

This time around, I ask people to try adopting a more relaxed, slower posting style; we've had a few complaints about the speed in which we were posting before. As the RP progresses, I will attempt to structure things to accomodate a slower style.

Please start off with a brief summary of your current situation before jumping into the action

As always, have fun!

Loranna

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 04:14 AM

Tarik is talking with a patron and just minding his own business. Waiting for someone or something interesting to happen.

Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 11 2004, 04:15 AM

OCC: well i posted this before the other thread was locked and wasn't sure if anyone read this, so ill post it again

Dane is seating with Meciander in the Maddach Tradhouse

Dane keep repeating the words in he's mind: Heretic, over and over again and repeated what the judge had said that evening: "Because of your un holy acts you are pronunced heretic and dethrone of the title Bacholer Knight" Dane went into shock and spazed out infront in he's chair. A whispered came from within his head Your past is of no importance it is whats ahead of you Dane that you will dread. Dane shook back to reality, then faced back to Meciander. Blood dripped down from his nose

Bio: Dane was once a knight during a couple of Loranna's journeys and has a rare disease that transforms him into a Were-vamp. He is the age of 43

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 11 2004, 04:15 AM

OOC: Jahal's ghost is in front of Aki, trying to get him to find Jaim. Meanwhile, Jaim is sipping some Greef at the bar.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 04:15 AM

Allerleirauh returns to Loranna's side, accompanied by Arynel and Solin. She brings with her the gift of a Velothi baby's traditional embroidered cap. She has heard disturbing news from B.

Her two spies, Mirror and Mirea, are constantly trying to keep tabs on things that seem important, with the help of Skein, her prophetess. Back at the Solunastra Guild house in Daggerfall, Dragon, her seneshal, coordinates things. Doll is the youngest member of the group, a mage, who has yet to be allowed to take part in these momentous events. Mirror recently took part in the rescue of Ciel, who until recently was commander of Elysana's knights.

Allerleirauh is a tall woman with silver hair who claims to be a Nord.

Mirror is a handsome Breton man; his real name is Tris.

Dragon is an older Nord man.

Skein is a lovely Imperial woman of indeterminate age.

Mirea is a Bosmer girl, with bright red hair and green eyes.

Doll has the stature of a Breton, but the features of the extinct humans of Akavir.

Posted by: Aki Dec 11 2004, 04:16 AM

Reichi seemed to currently be engaged in conversation with a ghost of jahal...yeah i know. 'tis weird. 'cuz the spirit punched him then stabbed some guy.

Rude SOB.

Posted by: Teleran Dec 11 2004, 04:16 AM

My character is in the tradehouse having a drink of brandy at the bar. Waiting for something to happen.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 11 2004, 04:16 AM

(ooc: dagoth is in Madach Tradehouse watching over Loranna and coping with his heart break)

Noticeing Loranna's vision/nightmare, Dagoth's heart aches even more seeing the pain she just went through.

'I hope Loranna is okay. I still love her with all my heart, even if it is broken.'

Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 11 2004, 04:17 AM

ooc: Two-Tails is wandering around liches tower trying to find a way to Gnisis

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 04:17 AM

Tarik waltzes over to Dagoth and trys to start up a conversation with him.

Posted by: Marquis Dec 11 2004, 04:18 AM

Meciander is sitting in Madach tradehouse, talking to Dane. Phyrdalion is escorting 11 newly escaped slaves to Ebonheart. All on one silt strider.

Posted by: Aki Dec 11 2004, 04:19 AM

Reichi rubbed his nose. "Why you little!Wait...where'd you go!?" he yelled looking about for the ghost. "Bah! Fetcher." he murmered then sat back down. "Pah, i aint finding muffins. he punched me."

Posted by: Solin Dec 11 2004, 04:20 AM

Solin, a dunmeri sorcerer, is about to travel with Arynel and Allerleirauh from the guild house in Daggerfall. As before, his mind is a bit frayed by his recent experiences. His mind is ever called back to the city, he even dreams of it now, or something similar anyways.

Liris, a Breton Lord, has been revealed to be a power hungry chap who happens to enjoy the "finer things." Recently over dinner with Aricyn and Loranna he discussed plans for the future and even consented to giving Loranna a degree of freedom.

Ciel, a Breton knight, didn't expect to see him again but he showed up regardless! He's currently heading into Colovia.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 04:21 AM

Arynel is traveling with Allie and Solin towards Gnisis. Arynel is a Breton, and a traveler.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 11 2004, 04:21 AM

Dante and Illidan are sitting at the ar in Gnisis tradehouse having a rather pleasent meal with Nalion.

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 04:22 AM

Seeing that Dagoth is rather unresponsive, Tarik goes to Reichi's table and asks him how being a werewolf has been since they last saw each other.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 04:22 AM

Gnisis, the Tradehouse:

Allerleirauh entered Loranna's room from the Void, having first looked around the town to see what was transpiring elsewhere.

Loranna was asleep... or was she?

She looked, in some ways, better than she had the last time Allerleirauh had seen her. The lines on the sides of her mouth that appeared when she was anxious were relaxed; the tear-like marks on her face sparkled, but no longer seemed like gashes in her face. Or perhaps it was the light.

"Loranna," Allerleirauh said quietly, "It's me. Don't be startled."

Which was silly, really; for Loranna could hear thoughts. She was hard to startle.

Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 11 2004, 04:22 AM

*Two-Tails walks into a room with a strange orb floating in the middle of it, he aproches the orb asnd sees every one in the trade house*
"Wierd, Two-Tails wonders what this is."
*Two-Tails starts poking at the orb, there is a flash of light and he find himself standing next to the distraught lich*
"That was not what Two-Tails expected."

Posted by: Aki Dec 11 2004, 04:23 AM

QUOTE(Tarik @ Dec 10 2004, 10:22 PM)

Seeing that Dagoth is rather unresponsive, Tarik goes to Reichi's table and asks him how being a werewolf has been since they last saw each other.

Reichi nodded to Tarik. Then looked blankly at him. "Uh..wait..where'd we meet? That tavern in White Haven righT?" he asked.

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 11 2004, 04:24 AM

Jahal became solid again and knocked the *muffins* out of Reichi. "Find him, or face another beating." He said, trying to intimidate him.

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 04:24 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Dec 10 2004, 07:23 PM)

Reichi nodded to Tarik. Then looked blankly at him. "Uh..wait..where'd we meet? That tavern in White Haven righT?" he asked.

"Yup, that was when that huge storm erupted in the middle of the room. Rather odd, that was. Then we had to deal with those witches."

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 11 2004, 04:25 AM

'ughh.... Oh, I see you discovered my plantir Two-tails.'

'Allie, don't hurt Loranna, she has just had an ordeal in her head. If you do hurt her you will face a fate worse than death by my hands!'

Posted by: Celezar Dec 11 2004, 04:25 AM

*Amidst the scuttling of crowds and the bustling of peasants a figure slipped through the nooks and crannies left between citizens who were not content on knocking one another over. The figure was genderless for the momment, features and race hidden beneath a heavy grey guar hide cloak. The figure moved with a heavy step and lacked grace of any sort, its cloak dragged on the dusty streets and its heavy boot clad feet rose up clouds of irritating ash wherever they stomped. Slowly the figure made its way towards Madach's Tradehouse, its shadowed over face peering hopefully upward at the site of its apparent destination* "Beautfiful puppets....beautiful stage, so nice it shall be to pull the strings on our lady!" *The figure approached the entry steps to the tradehouse, thrusting the doors open with no recognition of manners or fashionable entrances. The figure, now identified as a Imperial male, pulled up a chair to the bar, heavily plopping its brawny body down with a dusty arousing thud*

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 04:25 AM

Arynel stepped out of the void.

The Breton walked into Madach's tradehouse, and took a seat in the corner,

He eyes the room for a moment, and then turns his attention to the grain of the wooden table before him.

Posted by: Aki Dec 11 2004, 04:25 AM

"Okay buddy! Thats it. ima gonna get you fer dat!" Reichi said and fished out a soultrap scroll. He began waving about like a weapon. "Git lost or i trap ya in a gem and shove ya up a Ogrim's spotted owl!"

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 04:26 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 10 2004, 10:22 PM)

Loranna shifts in bed, turning blue then green eyes to look at Allie curiously. She blinks, looking distinctly sleep-addled, and her voice has an almost kitten-esque quality.

" ... Hi Allie; am I dreaming or is this the real world again? You look so muted right now ..."

Allie might notice the new locket around Loranna's throat.

Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 11 2004, 04:26 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 10 2004, 09:25 PM)

'ughh.... Oh, I see you discovered my plantir Two-tails.'
'Allie, don't hurt Loranna, she has just had an ordeal in her head. If you do hurt her you will face a fate worse than death by my hands!'

*Two-Tails sits down on the floor next to lich*
"Two-Tails is just gona sit here and shut up or he might say something stupid and get himself killed."

Posted by: Nalion Dec 11 2004, 04:26 AM

Nalion is now standing near Reichi in the Madach Tradehouse. The appearance of the ghost has startled him. Still, the dagger of senses he had just drawn from his belt, points at the scarcely visible nebula in front of him.
Backing away from the strange couple conversing with each other, he eyed them warily. But somehow, this ghost seems familiar to the Breton mage. He decides to take no immediate action.

Posted by: SEKKA Dec 11 2004, 04:27 AM

Sekka is sleeping in a ditch nearby the town, things in this world trouble him little, things in his world trouble him much. The sound of him talking in his dreams is strong eveidence of this. "were not yours....IM not yours....IM not yours.....LEAVE!" Sekka awakes and has a premonition that he should return to the town and see what was going on. He walked into the tradehouse and sat down at the bar.

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 11 2004, 04:27 AM

"If you can find me, *muffins*-face dog." Jahal then disappeared and reappeard on the lower levels looking around, causing a small amount of mischief.

Posted by: Teleran Dec 11 2004, 04:29 AM

Overhearing Tarik's address to, Reichi was it? His suspicion is confirmed. This one is a werewolf, goes over to Reichi's table, "Hail hound of Hircine." but stops short when he sees Reichi brandishing a scroll threateningly.

Teleran wonders what the scroll is and floats the scroll out of Reichi's hand to himself in order to read it. "Oh, its a soultrap???"

Looks at Reichi.

Posted by: Chex Dec 11 2004, 04:29 AM

Maji, having arrived at the village of Gnisis towing a supply-toting guar, looked arround with annoyed surprise.
"Has the population really tripled since last week? I suppose the proprietor of the tradehouse is happy..."

((OOC: Maji description http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=32090&view=findpost&p=506553))

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 11 2004, 04:30 AM

QUOTE(Two-Tails @ Dec 10 2004, 09:26 PM)

*Two-Tails sits down on the floor next to lich*
"Two-Tails is just gona sit here and shut up or he might say something stupid and get himself killed."

'Good idea Two-tails... I am emotionally distraut know... so I don't think it is wise for you to speak with me.'

'Loranna.... are you okay?'

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 11 2004, 04:30 AM

*Erenius had been in Darius' room for quite some time, and by now, he had turned his room into his new office, relegating Darius, should he return soon, to Erenius' old post, an empty stone room by teh Imperial Cult shrine inside the fort*

"Darius should be out of the way for a time..." Erenius mutters as he tries to sleep when someone storms into the room, sword drawn.

"You!" he shouts as he walks toward Erenius.

"What is it?" Erenius says, quickly drawing his own blade, an ebony one that he had traded for his mount and his old steel one. "Come closer, and whomever you are, you shall perish."

"It be Darius, and I am here because of your treachery..." Darius says, clad in his Templar armour, his imperial broadsword poised to strike.

"That blade is but a nuisance in my plans, Darius...and should you be a pain for much longer, you shall find yourself slain," Erenius threatens as he readies his blade.

"You do know that despite your rank, soon as you leave the fort and relinquish your duties, any of your orders are automatically mine?" Darius says. "Thus, any good work you planned on doing, it of my credit. I love the recruits, but I hate superiors..."

"Always been that way, even before this, huh?" Erenius mutters as he points to Darius' log. "Read the thing while you were gone...and apparently, there are some things that, unless you wish slander upon yoruself, you stop immediately. Best not make a fuss of this."

"Your right," Darius says as a smirk comes across his face. "And whatever you do will be of my credit, without any of my work..."

"If you say so...and you'll take all the credit for one order I shall give just prior to my leave, with orders that it not be overturned," Erenius says in response, smirking as well.

*Darius turns about and leaves, obviously loosing whatever taste for blood he may originally have had*

"Too simple," Erenius mutters as he sheathes his blade and lays it on the nightstand by his bed as he tries to fall asleep.

Posted by: Marquis Dec 11 2004, 04:30 AM

Meciander senses the restless spirit and instantly casts a spell of soul-trapping on it. He then places his soul gem into a small ebony mannequin. The mannequin grows into the shape and size of the soul inside it. "Now then spirit, why do you not rest?" Meciander asks as he drops his spell of invisibility on the mannequin.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 04:31 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 10 2004, 09:26 PM)

"No, you're awake. Awake as anyone ever is here."

Allerleirauh sat on the edge of the bed. "Pleasant dreams? You look well, for a prisoner."

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 04:32 AM

Tarik readies his Scimitar in preparation for the ghost to make an appearance again, and give Reichi all the help he can.

Posted by: Solin Dec 11 2004, 04:33 AM

Solin stood in the guild house after the others had left. His thoughts hovered a moment, trying to decided if he could follow.

He shook his head from side to side slowly and then closed his eyes. His memory conjured the image of a glowing mark where it was written. The dunmer sighed as white light coalesced about his form. The world parted like a curtain being drawn and he was somewhere else.

Posted by: Aki Dec 11 2004, 04:35 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Dec 10 2004, 10:29 PM)

Reichi cringed at "Hail hound of hircine" as if someone had speared him. Then when the scroll was mentioned he said. "Oh, yes."

Meanwhile in the corner. a Khajiit in Glass Armor played with a cross bow. His weapon and armor glinting with enchantment.

(( Oops...forgot The Khajiit was my char...hehe. So uuh..he aint a NPC just so everyone know. ))

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 04:36 AM

Arynel whispered a song like a river turning to a stream.

Spirit wander haunt and dance
Traveler heart bound mundus is
Spirit wander haunt and rasp
Omen bringer bound mundus is...

The Breton's gaze returns to the table.

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 11 2004, 04:36 AM

Jahal is suddenly trapped into a gem. "My friend, Jaim Fergusson, is here right now. He has no clue what I have left for him. He needs to know. I know how he was born, I know who his parents are, I know his life. He doesn't. Once I tell him I will be freed and I will depart fron your world."

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 04:36 AM

Tarik also picks up at the sound of the call "Hail, Hound of Hircine" not knowing that anyone but a select few knew Reichi's secret, he instantly decides to watch this fellow.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 04:37 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 10 2004, 10:31 PM)

"No, you're awake. Awake as anyone ever is here."

Allerleirauh sat on the edge of the bed. "Pleasant dreams? You look well, for a prisoner."

Loranna rubs her eyes, mentally calling out ... I'm okay hun; I think so, at least ... lemme wake up a little more, okay?

"Pleasant ...?" Loranna says, frowning a little. " ... Well, you know you looked absolutely stunning in that white robe last Hogithum? I could see why he called you ... er, sorry; that's his name for you, not mine to use."

She rubs her throat, sticking out her tongue and complainging "Muatra tastes funny ... there any water here I can drink?" She slowly takes off her covers, muttering " ... Feel like I'm half blind and deaf and ought to sink through the floor any minute now; that was some dream."

Posted by: Celezar Dec 11 2004, 04:37 AM

*As the figure sat at the bar, the gruff bartender aproached, rather cautiously due to the strangers somewhat odd entrance* "Anythin' I might get ye?" *The bartender asked, the words slowly rolled out of his mouth, almost reluctantly. The stranger peered up through the shadow of his thick hood, revealing his face. The old Imperial was quite queer in appearance, his face was broad and dusty and two round, unblinking, feline eyes gave his old, heavy face an unnatural appearance* "No." *The stranger blurted. The bartender swayed a bit, taken back by the abruptness of this man's arrogant answer. Then, looking over the bartender, added* "You are quite the beautiful specimen....puppet." *The bartender ignored this comment, half out of fear and half out of anger, rushing away to whatever bussines required attending to elsewhere*

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 11 2004, 04:39 AM

'Okay, I will let you wake up a bit first. But just to get it out of my system, I still love you more than anything else.'

Posted by: Marquis Dec 11 2004, 04:39 AM

QUOTE

"Sobeit" say Meciander "This Mannequin will last you only two hours, be quick in your task"

Posted by: w0nders Dec 11 2004, 04:40 AM

Dante had noticed many strange things, the appearance of the ghost and the abrupt entrance of the imperial man, maybe it was the booze taking affect but he cared little for what was happening around him. He noticed Illidan had fallen asleep on the bar "wake up!" He called out throwing a bit of bread roll at his brother.

The roll connected and plonked him on the head, causing him to sudenly wake up "W-what's happening?" he asked, his eyes still partly closed due to tiredness "That's a very good question Illidan" He began "Looks like things are finally starting to happen" Dante grabbed some flin and sat down at the nearest table. Illidan remained at the bar. Be careful Dante, Alot of these people aren't to friendly looking right now, be ready.. and at that Dante wrapped his hand around the handle of his sword and sat....waiting.

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 04:41 AM

Knowing that the threat of the ghost has passed Tarik sits back down and urges Reichei to do the same.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 04:41 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 10 2004, 09:37 PM)

"You dreamed of Hogithum?"

Allerleirauh went to the pitcher-stand and poured water for Loranna; she gave it to her.

"I brought you a present," she said. "Or rather, I brought a present for the child."

She handed Loranna a folded cloth; within was a baby's cap, stiff with embroidered symbols.

"This is traditional Velothi work; I found an Ashlander to teach me. The cap is supposed to keep the child's soul from fleeing the Mundus during the first rude shock of its imprisonment in a body. The woman who taught me thought I was mocking her, making such a thing when there are no children in Vvardenfell. I let her think what she liked."

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 11 2004, 04:41 AM

*Erenius had slept not even an hour and then woke up, realizing sleep was probably the last thing he needed for now*

"I'll worry about that later..." Erenius mutters as he stands up and puts his fauche, greaves, and breastplate on, in addition ot his other armored apparel before snapping his ebony blade to his belt.

Posted by: Teleran Dec 11 2004, 04:41 AM

Looking at Tarik's readied weapon and the armored Khajiit with the crossbow, Teleran decides that it would perhaps be better to be more subtle in his approach from now on.

All the same the glint of silver can be seen as daggers appear in his hands.

"Forgive me, but it is rare to see your kind on Vvardenfell, I assure you I meant no harm," teleran says, "What were you planning to do with this scroll?"

OOC: Teleran didn't see the ghost earlier.

Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 11 2004, 04:42 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 10 2004, 09:39 PM)

'Okay, I will let you wake up a bit first. But just to get it out of my system, I still love you more than anything else.'

*Two-Tails take out his skooma pipe and starts smoking*
"Two-Tails is sorry but he is starting to go through withdrawels."

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 11 2004, 04:43 AM

Elysana, the Queen of Wayrest, sits in her audience chamber, talking to Naphiticles, one of her sages, who has told her about the Void Rangers, and promised her a meeting with one. She is not a patient woman, waiting, but other things have kept her busy.

She is going over plans for her new palace in Wayrest, which will take years to construct. She is also awaiting word of the (unbeknownst to her unsuccessful) attempt to capture Lord Ciel in Hammerfell. And she has received a visitation from Meridia, one of the two Daedra Princes she has made deals with. Meridia is concerened over Loranna’s abundant freedom, something that Elysana assured the Prince that Loranna would not have. She has assuaged the anger of Meridia, saying that Liris is loyal and when he receives the latest letter, he will know his orders. If Liris isn’t loyal, there will be great trouble.

“This Void Ranger you know,” Elysana said, smiling at Naphiticles in a way he knew registered her displeasure, as she poured herself a glass of wine. “Where is he?”

“She, actually, Your Majesty,” said the sage. “She is coming. She will be here soon.”

“What is her name?”

“Bosriel,” said Naphiticles.

“That name sounds familiar,” said Elysana thoughtfully, and then returned to her plans. “Well, show her in when she arrives.”

“That won’t be necessary,” said the sage. “She’s here.”

Elysana looked up, but she and Naphiticles were still alone in the chamber. Before she could speak, she felt the gentle touch of a small hand on her back. The Queen spun around, knocking over her wine glass. Still, there was no one there.

“Where is she?” Elysana demanded. “Is she invisible?”

Naphiticles shook his head, and pointed to the spilled wine. The liquid shivered and pooled into the words “BEHIND THE WALLS.”

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 04:43 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Dec 10 2004, 07:41 PM)

Tarik becons Teleran to sit also and explain himself, Tarik calls the bar wench to bring a pitcher of Brandy for the three of them.

Posted by: Chex Dec 11 2004, 04:46 AM

Following her nose to the stench of cooking food, Maji ditches her guar and heads toward the Tradehouse.

She enters, and first describes it as quiet madness.
But madness is the perfect atmosphere for drinking, and she steps over to a nervous looking bartender to order.

She can't shake the feeling that there is something bigger happening there...

Posted by: Marquis Dec 11 2004, 04:46 AM

Meciander goes back up to the bar and looks around. He notices that there is no light outside anymore, and realizes that it is night. As he approaches the bar, he notices the figure in the grey cloak and senses great power about him. He decides to sit next to him. "Well... an odd place to find such an army, now isn't it." He looked at the man's face, and his mannerisms, and realized that he was a servant of the mad god. "Just rest assured, if you strike any of them without reason, you will die where you stand."

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 04:48 AM

Noticing that Meciander approched the new man at the bar, and looked rather menacing, Tarik decided to keep an ear open to the situation at all times.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 04:48 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 10 2004, 10:41 PM)

"Among other things, all at once," Loranna says quietly, turning the cap over with a happy expression on her face. "I've dreamed of it before a few times, but never quite like this; I never realized his voice was so ... well, you know."

Loranna blinks, as though having a sudden revelation, and touches her womb. " ... Sen-Yedda ... that shalt be its name ... you know, that last voice did sound kind of like his ..."

" ... Allie, before we go any further - everyone's okay, right? From our trip through Skyrim," Loranna asks, as though remembering something belatedly. "Arynel too, right?"

Posted by: Nalion Dec 11 2004, 04:49 AM

Hearing the rumble one floor below and the repeated mentioning of "Hircine", Nalion decides to have a look downstairs.

Passing Arynel, he gives him a recognizing wink and nods curtly with a small smile on his lips.
"I should have guessed that you would show up, Arynel." Nalion says to Arynel. "Give me a moment, I'm checking something."
Slowly walking down the steps to the rooms below, with arms folded in front of his chest, he gazes at the scenery.
It seemed chaotic, and most of all, crowded.
But seeing that there were no weapons drawn nor any gestures of magic incantation made, Nalion lets go of the slight tension that had grown stronger as he headed down the stairs.

He couldn't follow any particular conversation and thus headed back to the relative quiet upper floor where he left his drink.

>>Edit: tweaked some happenings...

Posted by: Aki Dec 11 2004, 04:50 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Dec 10 2004, 10:41 PM)

Reichi gulped. "No need for the Daggers man. One, it aint night....er...is it? These damn windows are nigh-impoissible to se out of. Two if it was i have dis." Reichi held up his hand. A silver ring with a carved wolf's head was on his finger. Standing in Stark Contrast with his Dark Brotherhood armor.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 04:51 AM

The Breton looks up when he hears his name.

"It is good to see you here, Nalion." He begins. "Many threads have been woven, many more still to be, it is quite a time, quite a time indeed."

Arynel begins running his finger over the grain of the wooden table before him.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 04:51 AM

(Aricyn: Early in their trek across Skyrim, Loranna's party was driven by a distinctly unnatural blizzard to the doorstep of Aricyn's hall. This arrogant, mysterious Nord has traveled with them ever since, becoming a sort of personal bodyguard and advisor to Loranna. It is incorrect to call him her lieutenant, however, since the man seems to follow his own plans as much, or more, than hers. He is set on seeing Morrowind united under Loranna/Azura, and the destruction of half of Skyrim was not too great a price to pay for him to set his plans in motion. Having arranged for Loranna's recent freedom, he goes now to set the next part of his plan in motion...)

Aricyn was awake early. Not because of the roaring snores of his new roommates, his own snores drowned those out, but because he had business. Business at the local temple, first stop on their great pilgrimage, where the Ash Mask of Vivec was enshrined.

He would talk to the priests, and insure that Loranna's guided tour, welcomed or not, would occur with ample fanfair.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 11 2004, 04:51 AM

*Erenius walks about the lower level of the Tavern before getting a mug of Greef*

"Not quite as good as Flin or the Brandy I normally drink, but ah well...I drank their last bottles of that a while ago," Erenius mutters as he sips the drink.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 11 2004, 04:52 AM

'Wait, Two-Tails... I sense something, a presence I have not felt since....' *walks to where Celezar is* 'I didn't think to find you here puppeteer. Are you here to try to destroy my mind again. If so, you will find that I will not break.'

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 04:53 AM

Tarik now notices that Dagoth has also joined in with the conversation with the new man at the bar. He is intrigued but guessess that the man with the twin daggers is the bigger attention at the moment.

Posted by: Celezar Dec 11 2004, 04:53 AM

QUOTE(Marquis @ Dec 10 2004, 10:46 PM)

*The man bowed his head, casting his face from the dim light of the tradehouse lanterns, he chuckled silently, obviously sick with some mental affliction, or perhaps something far worse and uncomprehendable* "Hello puppet...your a new doll, arent you?" *Then tilting his head towards the dunmer behind laughed* "One at a time, one puppet at a time....come, let us sit and make merry talk, what good would killing this pitiful innocence do you, eh my dears?"

Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 11 2004, 04:54 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 10 2004, 09:52 PM)

*Two-Tails fallowes the lich*
"Not you again."
*Two-Tails remembers what happened last time and shudders*

Posted by: Teleran Dec 11 2004, 04:54 AM

QUOTE(Tarik @ Dec 10 2004, 06:43 PM)

Tarik becons Teleran to sit also and explain himself, Tarik calls the bar wench to bring a pitcher of Brandy for the three of them.

"Thank you," says Teleran as he resheathes his daggers and sits down. "I am a hunter, and also I am a follower of Hircine. So I was interested in what one of His hounds would be doing here. As for the scroll, I do not take him for a magus and wondered what the scroll could be that he waved it as a weapon.

And now well, I am here to find out what is happening that could attract such diverse interests."

Picks up pitcher of Brandy and starts to drink it.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 04:55 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 10 2004, 09:48 PM)

"Arynel is as well as Arynel ever is. Solin is less well; though not through any fault of yours. And Master B, the Psijiic, is in mortal peril. Don't trouble yourself over these matters.

"Sen-Yedda," Allerleirauh said, feeling the sound of the name on her tongue. Like an invocation; but she had no idea what was being invoked. "I heard that name spoken in the Provisional House. It is not Vehk who has spoken, but one whose presence is such that Vehk is a mere instance of him. You have heard the voice of the Void Ghost, in your higher spirit, and your higher spirit sends you these dreams."

She stood up, and began setting the room to rights, automatically. It was not particularly untidy; but neither had the people of Gnisis made it pleasant or well-cared for, before admitting their guest.

"What are your plans? People are gathering in great numbers. If you do nothing, disasters will began to happen here, as they happened in Skyrim."

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 04:55 AM

Tarik nods his head at the Hunter, but also realizes that almost all attention in the room is directed at the man at the bar and the apparent confrontation developing there.

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 11 2004, 04:56 AM

Jahal quickly zoomed across the bar, looking for Jaim. When he spots him, he yells. "JAIM!!! Its Jahal! I have to tell you something! I know who your parents were, I know what happened to them, I know why you were abandoned. Your parents loved you very much, they were full blooded nord's, just like you. Then, while you and them were coming here, a berserk Orc attacked. Your mother died first, falling to the axe of the Orc. Your father pulled out his axe, which he had named Icecleaver, and cleaved the Orc. With the Orc's last breath, it muttered a spell of Summon Daedroth. The Daedroth killed your father. I was travelling, doing Morag Tong work, when I stumbled upon the Daedroth beheading your father, and about to kill you. I killed it where it stood, and took you in. I never told you that before Jaim, because I knew you would be too overwhelmed. I took Icecleaver and hid it. It is now in a vault, hidden under the Temple. It is accessable only by people that know the word. The word is 'Kaelin', because that was your father's name. I have to go my friend, and son. Good Bye." With that, the spirit disappeared.

Posted by: Marquis Dec 11 2004, 04:56 AM

"I see, so you are a follower of him, the Accursed Sheogorath. You will find that I cannot be made to be your puppet, I have protection from such things. Protection you will not break." Meciander says before he turns to Dagoth "And you would be?"

Posted by: Teleran Dec 11 2004, 04:57 AM

Noticing that all attention is focused on the bar, Teleran listens to the goings on.

Posted by: Aki Dec 11 2004, 04:59 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Dec 10 2004, 10:54 PM)

Reichi nodded. "Well there was a ghost irritating me. So i threatened it with a soultrap spell. Being trapped in a gem doesn't sound very fun so i susposed he'd go away. Which he did. As for what could be attracting so many people. i have no clue." Reichi sighed.

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 05:00 AM

Tarik hears the words "Sheogorath" and "Puppet" drifting from the bar and instantly moves his hand to his Scimitar.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 11 2004, 05:01 AM

*gives Meciander a glimpse of his true form* 'Good enough for you mortal? Now Celezar, why are you here!? You will tell me or I am kill this puppet of yours now!'

Posted by: Celezar Dec 11 2004, 05:02 AM

QUOTE(Marquis @ Dec 10 2004, 10:56 PM)

*The puppet purrs gently, reaching over with his left hand to stroke Meciander's cheek* "No one is safe, love...no one..." *The puppet then proceeds to staring off into space aimlessly* "You have suffered much, dear Dagoth, could it be that reality has struck you, put you where you belong, on my stage?"

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 05:04 AM

Now, all eyes in the tavern are on the bar, at the confrontation between the three men. Tarik has his hand on his Scimitar, and has already calculated the distance between the man and the exit.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 11 2004, 05:04 AM

“Show yourself,” said Elysana calmly. “I wish to speak, not witness your tricks.”

“She cannot,” said Naphiticles. “She cannot live outside of the Void.”

“Is she … human?” asked Elysana.

The wine bubbled and ran to form the words. “DUNMER.”

“She can move small things with great precision in our world to communicate with us,” said the sage. “As you can see.”

A thought horrified Elysana, though she did not let it show on her face. It was the feeling of the small hand. “She is a little girl. A child?”

“Yes and no,” said Naphiticles. “She is thousands of years old, but she entered the Void as a child, and never aged. Some call her a Void Vampire.”

“A vampire?” said Elysana, trying to repress a shiver. “How does she get blood?”

The wine told no answer.

“I wouldn’t advise standing too close to a stairwell or where walls meet when she is around,” said Naphiticles. “She is voracious. And Arkay protect any Rangers she meets in the Void … or not …”

“You will swear loyalty to me?” asked Elysana.

“YES.”

“What do you want in return?”

“FREEDOM.”

Naphiticles explained to the Queen what Bosriel, the Void Vampire, needed. It would not be easy, and it would not be cheap. But Elysana knew value when she saw it.

“You cannot be everywhere at every time to report to me,” said Elysana. “I will need other eyes. Do you know someone else whose loyalty I can buy?”

The wine formed the word: “LESETH.”

Posted by: Marquis Dec 11 2004, 05:05 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 10 2004, 11:01 PM)

*gives Meciander a glimpse of his true form* 'Good enough for you mortal? Now Celezar, why are you here!? You will tell me or I am kill this puppet of yours now!'

"Eh, good enough." Meciander says, turning back to the Imperial "What malfluance do intend to inflict here fiend? Whatever it is, I will not allow it." Meciander looks around the room and decides it is time to get some fresh air.

Posted by: Nalion Dec 11 2004, 05:05 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 11 2004, 03:51 AM)

Climbing the stairs again, Nalion hears the familiar sound of Arynels voice. Apparently, he had stopped his close investigation of the grains.

"Arynel, it is good to see you, too. The threads you speak of are woven faster and faster it seems. I already had my doubts if the assembly here was pure coincidence, but now I am convinced that it is fate."

"Wait a second." Nalion darts up to the bar and retrieves his mug of mazte, then joins Arynel again.

"So tell me, where has the road led you, my friend?"

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 05:07 AM

Tarik decides if Meciander leaves with the man, he will find the nearest exit to trail them, "you can never be to careful around Sheogorath", he reminds himself.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 05:07 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 10 2004, 10:55 PM)

Loranna drinks from the water pitcher, letting Allie's words swirl around in her mind as she swills the local water.

"My plans ... right now, my own specifically are a bit passive," she tells Allie. "Aricyn and I have arranged for Ciel's replacement to keep me under token guard and arrange a pilgramage, to demonstrate Azura's mercy and closeness to her chosen people. With two Tribunal shrines right here, we can get a healthy leg up on that in short order."

She frowns. " ... None of us particularly want disasters this time around, as you can guess; it would be bad for the image Aricyn's working so hard to ensure ..."

The look in Loranna's eye suggests that she, herself, is less concerned with image than actual lives.

"As for myself, I'm going to try and ... well, keep myself in good shape for Sen-Yedda's health, and actually pay more attention to everyone this time; if people won't behave and keep from breaking things than I'll whisper a word in Aricyn's ear to have them find fortune elsewhere. And also, if I can, try to offer true help while drumming up worship for Azura; I'm committed to helping her get back to Moonshadow but ..."

Loranna shrugs, looking a little non-plussed. " ... Let's just say I've come to feel the Daedra are better loved in ways other than how I chose to embrace. Dusk and Dawn are both still beautiful to my eyes but I'm willing to just lie back and enjoy their beauty rather than try to pull them down to earth."

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 11 2004, 05:07 AM

'Grrr.... No Celezar, my mind is still my own for the time being. You will fail like always. Now if you are done wasting my time, I have things to occupy...... oh crap my illusion is wearing off!' *Quickly pours a restore magicka potion on himelf*

'Much better. Where were we? Oh yes I was telling you to leave Loranna and me alone. Now, I have someone to watch over thank you very much.'

Dagoth goes over to where Loranna's room is and stands on the other end of the hall, sitting on a chair.
'I hope no one is startled by my presence.'

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 05:08 AM

Tarik thinks to himself, "If anyone was startled by Dagoth's lack of control with his disguise, they dont belong here."

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 11 2004, 05:09 AM

Jaim sat, his jaw had dropped already, few small tears running in rivulets down his face, creased with lines of sadness. He got up and paid for the Greef and silently walked out of the Tradehouse. He then walked into the Temple. He went to the chamber that held the Ash Mask of Vehk, a relic his father had always wanted to see. He then remembered all of the hints from Jahal that Jaim had never noticed before. He walked up to the Ash Mask and muttered "Kaelin". A small door opened behind the Mask. He walked past the Ordinators and into the hidden vault. The door closed behind him, not giving the Ordinators any chance to follow. The Ordinators hadn't even heard the word of "Kaelin". Jaim found many relics down there. He even found around 1000 gold peices. He then gathered up the weapons, putting the Icecleaver in his belt, and went out a back way, ending up in the courtyard of the Temple. He sold some of the weapons to the Smith there and bought a few more Armorer Hammers. He walked out of the Temple and back into the tradehouse. He then went down into his bed, which was still rented, and let his tears flow freely.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 11 2004, 05:09 AM

*Erenius proceeds downstairs and notices Dagoth*

"Dagoth...I never expected you to come in your true form...why? Or has your other form given out in one way or another?" Erenius asks as he sits next to him.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 05:10 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Dec 10 2004, 09:05 PM)

"Wait a second." Nalion darts up to the bar and retrieves his mug of mazte, then joins Arynel again.

"So tell me, where has the road led you, my friend?"

"I believe I have heard that once before." Arynel says with a smile. "Where my feet tred, my friend, where my feet tred."

The Breton pauses.

"So many threads, so quickly woven, perhaps the coils of a snake, perhaps a mothers quilt, I know not, but I will play my part as best made able."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 05:11 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 10 2004, 09:33 PM)

Doll watched Solin's departure with concern in her dark eyes. The young Akaviri girl had been watching Solin ever since his arrival, in fact. She knew he was suffering from Void Sickness; and she knew, from speaking to her mistress, that many who fell into such a decline never returned.

It was possible to gain so much of the universe that you lost your own soul, like a man dropping a shiny Septim into the boundless ocean...

"Skein," Doll said, tugging at the older woman's robe. "Someone should go! And no one else is here to go! Let me follow Solin!"

"It's me you should be asking, pretty lass," said Dragon. "And you're too young for such duties."

"Then why am I here? I lived on my own before I ever came here. Please, please, let me do something."

Skein had been staring into the corner. Now she held up a hand. There was a trail there, a glistening trail; a slug had come and gone, through a crack on the wall, feeding on the fresh herbs in the larder.

"Dragon, let her go," Skein said.

There was no time to lose. In fact she might already be too late to catch the glimpses of Solin's trail in the Void. Doll nodded seriously, and saluted, and whispered a string of power.

She found Solin at an armorer's in Ald'ruhn.

Posted by: Celezar Dec 11 2004, 05:12 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 10 2004, 11:07 PM)

'Grrr.... No Celezar, my mind is still my own for the time being. You will fail like always. Now if you are done wasting my time, I have things to occupy...... oh crap my illusion is wearing off!' *Quickly pours a restore magicka potion on himelf*

'Much better. Where were we? Oh yes I was telling you to leave Loranna and me alone. Now, I have someone to watch over thank you very much.'
Dagoth goes over to where Loranna's room is and stands on the other end of the hall, sitting on a chair.
'I hope no one is startled by my presence.'

*The puppet slowly slides off of his chair, plodding towards where Dagoth has gone to sit, plopping down next to him watching the floor aimlessly and fiddling with his fingers* "Do you remember that night, puppet, you burnt me...I must atone for my crimes...." *The puppet brushes his hood back, lifting his head and turning towards Dagoth with a symphathetic expression on his queer face*

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 05:13 AM

Tarik decides to follow this "puppet" and see what he could do to prevent any meischeif it could cause for Loranna in her weakened state.

Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 11 2004, 05:14 AM

QUOTE(niceguy5 @ Dec 10 2004, 08:15 PM)

"Excuse me Meciander" Dane wiped the blood away from his nose then hastily walked downsatirs. He saw a room that wasn't occupied so he went in and locked the door. Dane glanced at the mirror as he softly sat on the bed. He unbotton his shirt and grazed his chest. He closed his eyes as he brezzed his fingers across his chest, Reminiscing the scars from the beating that went on the ship and the burnt Cyrodiilic letter for Heretic was laced on he's back.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 11 2004, 05:15 AM

'Ah, Erenius. My heart is strained right now. So here I wait, until my love is ready to speak to me in person.' *sighs softly* ' I think I should calm myself. Getting upset isn't helping anything'

And so Dagoth waits, until Loranna is ready to talk, face to face.

'This is going to take a while I believe.... Celezar! Stop following me! I have no time to deal with a nut..... are you trying to show me sympathy?!'

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 11 2004, 05:15 AM

*Erenius stands up and walks away from Dagoth and Celezar and towards the door, leaning against the wall by it, intent on enterring soon as someone leaves, or it opens...*

"Patience is the virtue of one versed in time," Erenius reminds himself, for time and patience would be of import soon...

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 05:16 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 10 2004, 08:15 PM)

Tarik walks up to where Erenius is standing and says"Patience is only a virtue when you have something worth waiting for" he looks at Dagoth,"And Dagoth here has alot worth waiting for."

Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 11 2004, 05:17 AM

*Two-Tails walkes over to liches side*
"Friend, Two-Tails is going to Ald-ruhan and figur some tings if you need him, you know how to get intouch."
*Two-Tails then walked out of the trade house, bound for Ald-ruhan*

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 11 2004, 05:19 AM

"Yes, yes he does..." Erenius says, turning to Tarik. "And I too have reason to wait...both now, and later on..."

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 05:20 AM

Tarik also announces to Erenius and Dagoth, "I feel like something is coming this way, something strong, I am going to a place called Fionnovar to get a friend, I will return when I can."

OOC:It is getting late here, I will hopefully be back tomorrow, and I will return with another NPC. My RP wife Kirin, a Dunmer Rogue with skill in Bows.
Cheerio.

Posted by: Celezar Dec 11 2004, 05:23 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 10 2004, 11:15 PM)

*The puppet looks up sickly, a superficial grin painted upon its horrid face* "Symphathy? Heavens, no! Now suffer, you pitiful creature of passion and jealousy!" *The puppet lashes outward with a flimsy steel dagger, obviously trying to emphasize something more than physical pain* "Show them yourself, dear Dagoth, show them!" *The puppet howls, grasping Dagoth by the illusionary flesh and beating him over and over with his dagger, waving his hands and screaming, attracting the tradehouse's attention* "Monster! He's a monster! See how there are no cuts upon his flesh, he will murder me! MONSTER!" *The puppet screams senselessly, cackling all the while* "Does she love you now?! Did she give you a kiss on the way out the door?!"

Posted by: Nalion Dec 11 2004, 05:24 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 11 2004, 04:10 AM)

"I should have known better than to ask you this question Arynel. Take my apologies."
Nalion takes a seat at Arynels table.
"We all have a part, our part to play in this game." Nalion's expression grows thoughtful. "I wonder if it is necessary if one needs to know the path he treads and the part he plays. Do we have influence on these paths or is our supposed free will but an illusion?"
Pondering, the Breton sips at his drink

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 11 2004, 05:24 AM

'Fionnovar..... I have heard of that. So... the Illuminated Order of the invisibles is real after all. Interesting, very interesting. Yes, you cannot hide this from me mortal, I know all about your little order. And you can be assured... that I will keep it a secret.'

'Loranna.... I hope she is okay in there. I would never 'live' with myself if she died before her time had come.'

(the whole thing about the illuminated order was in a whisper tone)

'CELEZAR!! STOP THIS AT ONCE!!!'
*blasts celezar with a greater fire ball, but loses his disguise*
'DAMNIT!'

Posted by: Aki Dec 11 2004, 05:25 AM

QUOTE(Celezar @ Dec 10 2004, 11:23 PM)

Reichi raised a Eyebrow at the commontion and grasped his Dagger. Dar'Var on the other hand. loaded his crossbow with a unenchanted steel bow and fired it.

At the Imperial.

"irriatating Humans." he mumbled.

Posted by: Marquis Dec 11 2004, 05:26 AM

Meciander stands outside, and looks up at the night sky. Years ago this would mean it was time for him to feed, not to sleep. But never again. He had mad his pact, and that was behind him now. He thought of the worshipper of Sheogorath inside, and knew he would have to kill him. He thought also of all this talk of the one they called Loranna. If she really was the vessel of Azura, it would become his duty to protect her. But now he just wanted to think. He stepped back into the tradehouse and asked for a bottle of Flin.

"I'm sorry sir, but we don't have that drink in stock here." the bartender said.

"What? Who drank all the flin!?" Asked Meciander "Well, I'll have some shein then." The bartender handed him a bottle, and recieved his payment. Meciander then decided to observe the room and see what happened next.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 11 2004, 05:26 AM

'I hope such too, Dagoth' Erenius thinks, barely hearing Dagoth's emission.

'How much longer...not ina real hurry or anything...but the sooner the better I...no...patience..." Erenius mutters, controlling his impatience at whomever is inside for taking more time than needed.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 05:27 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Dec 10 2004, 09:24 PM)

"I should have known better than to ask you this question Arynel. Take my apologies."
Nalion takes a seat at Arynels table.
"We all have a part, our part to play in this game." Nalion's expression grows thoughtful. "I wonder if it is necessary if one needs to know the path he treads and the part he plays. Do we have influence on these paths or is our supposed free wil but an illusion?"
Pondering, the Breton sips at his drink

"I have pondered these same things many a times." Arynel smiled.

The Breton paused, a finger lifted in the air, his eyes tilted towards the ceiling.

His expression returned to Nalion.

"Take the funnel, there are many drops of water, and each one moves in it's own manner..."

Arynel pauses, and winks.

"And yet, in the end, they all fall into the bucket."

Posted by: Celezar Dec 11 2004, 05:29 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 10 2004, 11:24 PM)

'CELEZAR!! STOP THIS AT ONCE!!!'
*blasts celezar with a greater fire ball, but loses his disguise*
'DAMNIT!'

*The puppet stumbles back, flesh burning rapidly and clothes set ablaze* "Monster! Monster! Oh lord, help me...help...me..." *The puppet stumbles onto the ground, still burning, though the grin still on his face while his eyes stare up at Dagoth sheepishly* "Does she love you...now.....?"

Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 11 2004, 05:30 AM

Dane walked back up to the bar, with a new pair of clothing: a red shirt and black pants. This was probably the first time that Dane has gone on a journey without armor but he didn't need armor anymore since he could always rely on his transformation.

"Another cup of ale please" Dane said to the barkeeper

Posted by: Nalion Dec 11 2004, 05:31 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 11 2004, 04:27 AM)

"I have pondered these same things many a times." Arynel smiled.
The Breton paused, a finger lifted in the air, his eyes tilted towards the ceiling.
His expression returned to Nalion.
"Take the funnel, there are many drops of water, and each one moves in it's own manner..."
Arynel pauses, and winks.
"And yet, in the end, they all fall into the bucket."

"So very true. And with every drop coming from the funnel above, ripples move in the bucket below, again stirring the drops... Until someone trips over the bucket." Nalion answers, returning Arynels smile.

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 11 2004, 05:31 AM

OOC: Currentl Azrael--my character--a dark elf rogue, training with the mages guild (you will come to understand this later in his tale), is trying desperately to shake off a rather annoying Breton Spellsword, who is tagging along and fawning over his every move; he will figure something out. We ended last time with the Breton running across the mages' guild hall towards Azrael.

IC:

Azrael cringed at the voice. Fifteen minutes and already he had begun to feel his sanity waver; he unconsciously began to reach for his dagger. . .

"Dunmer, what are you doing?", The Bosmer Scribe asked with a very serious tone apparent in his voice, staring at Azrael's dark hand creep slowly towards the vicinity of the well sharpened blade. Snapping out of it, Azrael realized what he was doing, grimaced, and, unwillingly, withdrew his hands back to the open space in front of him, still clenching the note given to him while he was still in Balmora.

Melar bounded over to the agitated Dunmer and laid a hand on his shoulder, exhuberantly asking, "So! What's next?!" Suddenly Azrael felt something let go in his head, and, his self-control lost, turned and threw the Breton to the ground. He reached for his dagger, ready to disembowel the quivering, magical mass of Breton flesh, useless and weak, more annoying than anything he had encountered in his life thus far, but felt nothing where the blade used to reside. He felt around his robe, hoping he had simply misplaced it, but there was nothing.

He heard a small, firm voice behind him say, "We will have NONE of that here, Master Dunmer." Suddenly Azrael felt a sharp, jerking pain in the back of his neck, and then the black void of physical uncosciousness enshrouded him, folding over like a heavy, uncontrollable blanket.

------

"AlMISIVI!", the rogue cried, rolling over and clenching the back of his head, nearly falling out of the large, plush bed he awoke to find himself in. To him it felt as though an imp were beating the walls of his skull with a small, sharpened hammer. Azrael buried his face in one of the 5 laced pillows, letting go a forceful howl; he continued to writhe in pain for another moment, before calming himself, breathing deeply, clenching his jaws as he pulled his face from the pillow where he had planted it.

He sat up, still rubbing the back of his head, holding back a string of rather foul language. The room he was in was small, with a high ceiling; he spied a cabinet adorned with some sort of beast at either end, a set of books on a shelf at the far side, and a stack of robes. Gathering himself, he figured that he must still be in the Mages guild where he fell; he knew not how he ended up in such a sad state, only that he could still feel the effects that came with it.

The door opened, and a brutish looking Orc stepped inside. . .

(Ang)

Posted by: Solin Dec 11 2004, 05:31 AM

Solin inspected the boiled leather, it was well made. The armor designed to keep ash out from between the wearer's skin and the suit. Flakes were already drifting in the air outside. The mask was crafted to cover the head and keep ash from the eyes and mouth. It also served to keep one's face well concealed.

The dunmer spilled a sack of septims out on the counter, it was too much of course, but he felt he did not have time to argue, the others had probably arrived in Gnisis sometime ago and he still had hours of traveling.

In truth, despite his heritage, Solin had never worn netch hide before, always preferring the western styles he had grown accustomed to. It was far more comfortable than he'd imagined. He left the shop, hood drawn up over the mask he was wearing, and headed for the enormous strider that would have him on his way to Gnisis. Ash blew hard now as a storm was being whipped into action by the winds.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 05:32 AM

As Loranna is talking to Allie, she suddenly gets a most unladylike expression.

"Merciful Padomy ..." she growls, right before Celezar hears the following echo in his brain:

IF YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BEHAVE YOU MISEARABLE S'WIT THEN GET YOUR CARCASSES OUT OF MY PRESENCE BEFORE I REVEAL THE LIGHT OF SANITY INTO YOUR MISBEGOTTEN BRAIN!!! OR BETTER YET - LET YOU FEEL WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE PREGNANT ALONG WITH BEING SANE!!!

Anyone currently thinking of violence hears something to the effect of Still your raging hearts or leave my presence ... you do NOT wish to know Azura's displeasure.

" ... Sigh; could you get Aricyn for me Allie dear? His brain's still wrapped in cast iron and won't hear me ..."

Posted by: Aki Dec 11 2004, 05:32 AM

QUOTE(Celezar @ Dec 10 2004, 11:29 PM)

Reichi's eye wided in ssurprised. All around the Bar, patrons either ran screaming or drew swords. The Majority ran. Reichi however stood. Recognizing the lich. "Wait..i rember that thingy from Skyrim.." he mumbled.

Dar'var on the other hand, loaded a shock bloom arrow into his crossbow and leveled it at the lich.

Posted by: Marquis Dec 11 2004, 05:32 AM

The Imperial is unaffected by Dagoth's fireball, obviously under the graces of his master. Meciander casts an illusion spell to retore Dagoth's disguise, and then procedes to send nightbane through the neck of the puppet, severing the head. The wound smokes from both sides, and the blood on the blade is quickly absorbed by the blade. Meciander leaves the room, and decides it would be better to sleep elsewhere for the night.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 05:35 AM

There is a loud rap at Loranna's door, then without waiting for an answer, Aricyn swings it open, Liris's two guards outside looking slightly unsure of the situation.

"Well, good morning, my little goddess! Sleep well? The weather outside is lovely for Morrowind; raining and cold with just a hint of stench. Ready for a big day?"

Noticing Allerleirauh in the room, he turns, "Well, I must have done something right, since you're back. You're like red skies before a storm, I always know things are going to get... big, when you pop up."

Pacing, he continues, "Now Loranna, I've arranged with the locals. They think something big is going on here, and their curious. So, for your part, we're going to lead you out front, and you're going to make a nice speech about atoning for past wrongs, and Vivec's child, and true incarnations of Daedra Princes, etc., and ask to be allowed to do the pilgrimage.

"Aren't you dressed yet?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 11 2004, 05:36 AM

Elysana, her sage Naphiticles, and a host of soldiers began the ride down the mountain directly west to the land of Alcaire, another of Wayrest's conquests in the Iliac Bay.

Though she was traveling in her own kingdom, Elysana could not help but feel a chill, for she knew that walking the Void nearby, watching them, was the girl, the Void Vampire, Bosriel, watching them.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 05:39 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Dec 10 2004, 09:31 PM)

"We shall see, friend." Arynel said. "That, I think, is beyond my hand to play."

The Breton speaks:

Such is the path
The road doth tred
The yarns to sew
The story word by word
And step by step along the road...

Posted by: Tarik Dec 11 2004, 05:41 AM

One last announcement from me then I will shut up, I will not be returning to the forums for about a month. With Christmas coming up i am leaving town, and next week is finals, so i will be back in early January.
Goodbye

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 05:44 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 10 2004, 11:35 PM)

" ... Thank you dear and no I'm not," Loranna says, getting off the bed with a distinctly unhappy expression. "If you could do me a small favor, and go make sure whatever ruckus downstairs is resolved whilst I change?"

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 05:47 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 10 2004, 11:44 PM)

"If you want them dead, then certainly, M'lady. If not, please remember that I'm no town constable," he says with a practiced smile.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 11 2004, 05:47 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 10 2004, 11:35 PM)

There is a loud rap at Loranna's door, then without waiting for an answer, Aricyn swings it open, Liris's two guards outside looking slightly unsure of the situation...

Dur'el files in a few seconds after Aricyn, follwoed by Kasha, and Allimar. The guards at the door try to hold Dur'el back.

"Its alright, I'm with the Nord." Dur'el says annoyed.

The guards reluctantly let Dur'el, and his party pass.

"Long time no see, people." Dur'el says as he swaggers into the room.

Kasha notices Loranna's swollen belly, and her eyes light up.

"Dur'el look, Loranna's having a baby. Doesn't that make you think?" She says hitting Dur'el.

"Not really." Dur'el says waiting for someone to change the conversation.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 05:48 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 10 2004, 10:31 PM)

"I'll take my master's change, please," Doll said, with a sweet smile, collecting the pile of septims. She sat across from Solin on the silt strider; the Dunmer seemed no more aware of her than of the people he had never seen before.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 05:50 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 10 2004, 10:47 PM)

"If you want them dead, then certainly, M'lady. If not, please remember that I'm no town constable," he says with a practiced smile.

"Don't be a fool, Aricyn," Allerleirauh said heavily. "Where the battle is, the vultures gather. I'll handle it."

She headed downstairs. The usual confusion.

"Loranna is coming," she said, not loudly but in a voice that penetrated the chaos. "She won't like this confusion. Please behave yourselves like men, or mer, or beasts, or whatever else you may be - and not like savages."

Posted by: Teleran Dec 11 2004, 05:50 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 10 2004, 07:32 PM)

IF YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BEHAVE YOU MISEARABLE S'WIT THEN GET YOUR CARCASSES OUT OF MY PRESENCE BEFORE I REVEAL THE LIGHT OF SANITY INTO YOUR MISBEGOTTEN BRAIN!!! OR BETTER YET - LET YOU FEEL WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE PREGNANT ALONG WITH BEING SANE!!!

Anyone currently thinking of violence hears something to the effect of Still your raging hearts or leave my presence ... you do NOT wish to know Azura's displeasure.

Teleran struggled to hold back his laughter as a voice suddenly spoke into his mind. He had thought he would have to search out Azura, and here she was, not only in Gnisis, but communicating directly into his thoughts.

"And so it begins," Teleran murmurs quietly to himself. "Will you be my prey for this hunt Azura or will I end up serving as a hunter in your packs this day?"

Teleran leaves the tavern and then walks over to a cave by the river. As he enters a heavily armored orc yells, "Die..." but the words end in a gurgle as Nehtayem pierces the orc's neck. Teleran explores the rest of the cave and finding no threat makes a bed and sleeps for the night.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 05:52 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Dec 10 2004, 11:47 PM)

Loranna blinks as she looks at Dur'el, her unhappy expression not changing yet.

" ... Hello again dears," she says, grimacing a little. " ... Um, you know, I should really be getting changed now ..."

Glancing at Kasha, Loranna adds " .. .Besides, I'm sure there's a lot on your minds - all sorts of big events happening and all. Birth of a new age for us all and stuff."

Posted by: w0nders Dec 11 2004, 05:54 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 10 2004, 11:50 PM)

Illidan looks up drowzily from his Shein and saw Allerleirauh, his eyes shot open and he started chuckling to himself. Seeing this Dante walks over to the bar and slaps him across the back of the head "Quiet you idiot, you've no chance with her anyway" Illidan quickly looke at Dante a look like a small puppy being locked out in the rain then went back to his drink. Dante walked back to his table and nodded to Allerleirauh.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 05:58 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 10 2004, 11:52 PM)

Looking at Loranna, Aricyn suddenly realizes the problem and rolls his eyes.

"Right, everyone, out of the room so the lady can get dressed. She can't keep the world waiting forever."

Pushing he herds everyone, including himself, out of the room.

Out in the hallway he looks at Dur'el, "Women..."

Posted by: Nalion Dec 11 2004, 06:00 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 11 2004, 04:39 AM)

Nalion smiles in wonder at Arynels words, impressed by the eloquence of his conversationalist.

And yet the story changes pace,
From fast to slow from walk to race,
Sometimes it bends sometimes it's straight,
And you never know what will await,
You. When you wonder what your next step will be,
Choose wisely, for it's the only that you can influence and see.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 11 2004, 06:00 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 10 2004, 11:52 PM)

Kasha takes the hint and walks out of the room, hugging Dur'el. She then begins talking about commitment, as Dur'el rolls his eyes and looks a bit sick.

Allimar looks around the building with the curiosity of a small child... probably for something to steal.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 06:02 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Dec 10 2004, 10:00 PM)

Arynel smiled.

A poet I see you have become
Better than a rogue with silver tongue
For a rogue drinks from the cup of deception
The poet plays the heartstrings
The poet exclaims the eternal song
Ever onward as it runs...

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 06:04 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 10 2004, 11:58 PM)

Once alone, Loranna rubs her temples and sighs. " ... Okay; if, in some other life, I'm ever tempted to accept a fallen goddess into myself, I will not gather powerful and colorful people around me to further exalt my glory but rather keep to the shadows and work to restore my goddess in secret. Better to be patient than to have to worry constantly about people blowing up your worshipper base every time you turn your head."

Some moments later, having carefully stored Allie's gifts safely away, she freshens up and comes down wearing her red dress, which at least goes with either of her eye colors equally well.

She looks around, trying to get herself to listen and to not fantasize about dumping half of these people in Red Mountain. " ... Good day, everyone; I'm happy to see you hale and safe ..."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 11 2004, 06:04 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 10 2004, 11:58 PM)

Out in the hallway he looks at Dur'el, "Women..."

Turning away from Kasha Dur'el mumbles. "I hear ya... Ouch!"

Dur'el gets a quick slap from a angry Kasha.

Posted by: Solin Dec 11 2004, 06:06 AM

The masked Dunmer sat still as the strider’s limbs found purchase on the ash covered ground. His head did not move but for the tell-tale signs that he was alive. He gazed out over the land from behind the mask but, he was not really looking. Solin’s thoughts were elsewhere, the gears were turning, the levers were moving but he still did not see it. A gloved hand rested lightly on his large leather pack, stirring occasionally as if it were going to reach out and touch something...

The driver handed the girl a scarf in a strange fit of sympathy for the foreign child.

“Wear that, it will keep the storm from getting to you much,” he rasped.

Hills and ridges rose and fell as the great beast scrabbled forward over the obstacles trekking onward with it’s passengers for Gnisis.

_______________________

Meanwhile.

Loranna's guardsmen glance at each other a moment as she leaves. Geon sets out after the Nord, while Elben takes off to go find their master.

Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 11 2004, 06:10 AM

Dane laid his legs on the table, crossed, he wondered where everyone was. Bored Dane played with his fingernails, he made them grew then shrunk them back to normal size

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 06:15 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Dec 10 2004, 10:54 PM)

Allerleirauh smiled at Dante and Illidan. "Didn't I see... one of you... at the Cave of the Dog? Now there are two, and I'm confused."

Posted by: w0nders Dec 11 2004, 06:19 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 11 2004, 12:15 AM)

Allerleirauh smiled at Dante and Illidan. "Didn't I see... one of you... at the Cave of the Dog? Now there are two, and I'm confused."

Illidan stood to his feet "The cave of the dog you say? then it must of been me you are talking about" He said smiling "I don't recall seeing you there, the name's Illidan, and you would be....?" Illidan asked with a wink...

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 06:22 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 11 2004, 12:04 AM)

"Ah, wonderful, you're ready then?" says Aricyn, turning Loranna around to inspect her appearance.

"Good, now, I'm going to lead you out. Liris has his guards standing at the ready, to look imposing and all that. You, on the other hand, should remember to look slightly pitiful and very pregnant, but still regal. Don't forget the regality. Then, you're going to make a speech. A speech to change the world as we know it.

"Just tell them that you want to prove to them that you are truly the vessel of Azura, their mother and patron, and you can't think of a better way than to show her reverence for their ancient customs, and so you wish to go on pilgrimage. Liris will accept, the people will gawk, etc.

"OH! And be absolutely certain to mention that the child you carry is Vivec's. Dunmer just love babies, since they can't have any, and they love Vivec, so that is very important.

"Daylight's wasting, girl," he says, taking her by the wrist without waiting for a reply.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 06:22 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Dec 10 2004, 11:19 PM)

"Allerleirauh," she said, offering him her hand.

"Wait," she said. "I think Aricyn has a show for us. Let's go listen."

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 06:24 AM

Heading toward the door, Aricyn turns to Kasha, "Do you know what a 'shill' is, girl?

"I want you to go out the back way and join the crowd of Dunmer. When Loranna gives her speech, wait for the right moment, and then cheer and proclaim her the true incarnation of Azura... loudly. Can you do that for me?"

Posted by: w0nders Dec 11 2004, 06:29 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 11 2004, 12:22 AM)

"Allerleirauh," she said, offering him her hand.

"Wait," she said. "I think Aricyn has a show for us. Let's go listen."

Illidan reached out an took her hand in his own "It is truely a pleasure to meet you" Said Illidan bending down and kissing the top of hand. Dante's eye shoots open "Allerleirauh did you say? that name does sound fairly familiar, I beleive you were with our party during the adventures during Skyrim, correct?"

Illidan gives Allerleirauh back her hand and says "Indeed M'lady let us go listen" and steps down out of her way.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 11 2004, 06:31 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 11 2004, 12:24 AM)

"Yeah, I definitely know what a shill is.” Kasha says smiling.

“Do we know what it is?” Dur’el cuts in. “We invented the word.” He says smiling.

Kasha then takes off setting the plan in motion.

Posted by: Solin Dec 11 2004, 06:34 AM

Liris adjusted his belt as he waited for Loranna to come out of the tradehouse. Elben stood next to him still out of breath from running to retreive his master. The guards were stationed about the open field in front, waiting on Loranna and the assembled Dunmer who wanted to see "Azura". He had once again dressed him self as a wealthy merchant, hoping he would pass himself as an "investor" of sorts.

Posted by: Nalion Dec 11 2004, 06:34 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 11 2004, 05:02 AM)

"My feeble attempts at poetry can never equal your skills. A wanderer, alone but for the thought in his mind needs to keep it in shape. And I had reasons then to drop myself in sad and thoughtful poetry." Nalions face takes on an expression of deep sorrow. His shoulder drop visibly for a brief moment

But then, he straightens himself and rises from his chair.
"If I heard this correctly, she is here, too. The next step on our road has to be taken soon. Let us listen, for it may influence our decision to where we might direct our pace."

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 06:37 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Dec 10 2004, 10:34 PM)

"My feeble attempts at poetry can never equal your skills. A wanderer, alone but for the thought in his mind needs to keep it in shape. And I hadreasons then to drop myself in sad and thoughtful poetry." Nalions face takes on an expression of deep sorrow. His shoulder drop visibly for a brief moment

But then, he straightens himself and rises from his chair.
"If I heard this correctly, she is here, too. The next step on our road has to be taken soon. Let us listen, for it may influence our decision to where we might direct our pace."

"The road is a muse, the path inspiration." Arynel says. "But now the yarns of the world call for closed mouths and open ears."

The Breton turns his attention to Loranna.

Posted by: Aki Dec 11 2004, 06:44 AM

Reichi noticed Loranna entered and turned his attention to her. As did Dar'Var.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 06:48 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 10 2004, 11:06 PM)

The silt strider swayed into town, and the mostly Dunmer passengers disembarked. Doll returned the scarf to the driver and kissed him on his weathered cheek, then followed Solin.

People were gathering, outside the Temple. She strained to see over the crowd.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 06:49 AM

Aricyn leads Loranna out, his booming voice pronouncing grandly "BEHOLD, the vessel of Azura has come to lead you all to a new age!" He moves Loranna forward, giving her a quick, reassuring grin, his eyes telling her 'Knock them dead - and remember, regal, always regal'

Loranna looks out to all the Dunmer staring at her - and, especially, her swollen belly. She can hear their thoughts; curiosity, confusion, wonder intertwined, waiting to hear what she has to say.

She had given this moment some thought before, though as she stares outward into the crowd, any pre-prepared words fly from her head. Not wholly unexpected but still terrifying nonetheless.

Still ... she knows the words she needs to say are inside her, and it's just a matter of opening her mouth and speaking. And looking regal, though that she no longer really worried about; she knew the essence of Azura would see to that ...

"Sons and daughters of Morrowind, take heart, for Azura has come.

She comes to you as did Nerevar Reborn, in the body of an outlander, to lead you to a new and brighter age.

She comes to you bearing the child of Mastery and Moonshadow, Vivec's last gift - a daughter, to break the curse of seed.

She comes to you to share your burdens and to know your pain, that she may lead you back to the old ways into a new age - ancient tradition and new experience combined to craft a glorious future for us all.

She knows there are those who will doubt that she has truly come; she offers her mercy and understanding to the naysayers, knowing that their hearts will soon feel the dawn of understanding.

She knows that there are those who doubt her sincerity; she offers her kindness and love, and will walk the land as pilgrams walk, to spread her message and her compassion.

She knows that difficult times lie ahead, and she has come to show you the strength to meet those times as true scions of Morrowind - with honor, dignity, and with strength."

She turns, looking to Lord Liris, listening to the crowd ...

Posted by: Teleran Dec 11 2004, 06:53 AM

Teleran’s sleep does not last long, he awoke shortly after lying down, the voice he had heard in his thoughts ringing in his ears. He surveys the orc he killed on the way in, a bandit. He must have been a fool to work alone. No, there were four bedrolls here; his compatriots were still out there in the night. This could be an enjoyable hunt.

As he loped off in search of the bandits, he forgot completely about the larger hunt looming on the horizon.

It did not take long to track the bandits down. They were so poorly hidden that any fool walking along the path could have seen them and avoided their poorly laid trap. Three silver daggers flew off into the night unheeded by any. And then Teleran walked along the middle of the road until he was directly in their trap. He slowed, wondering what the fools were doing. He had been nice enough to walk to where their “trap” would be most effective and they were not moving, just as was about to end this farce and dispatch the would-be bandits when they finally jumped out of hiding and he found three longbows drawn and pointed at him.

“Hand over all your gold, S’wit,” cried one of the archers.

“No, I think you should stay off the roads, after all those sticks will no avail you in fighting me,” laughed Teleran as silver streaks severed all three bowstrings, “Now leave before I slay you like your Orismer friend at the cave.”

“What?” cried another of the archers, fright evident in his voice.

The one who had spoken before, rage evident in her voice cried, “Die N’wah!!”

All three bandits charged, drawing their weapons as they came.

“I was hoping for more of a challenge,” Teleran stated ruefully as the three silver daggers leapt from the ground and sliced through two of the three bandits. The one who had stayed silent managed to get her sword blade up in time to deflect the dagger from its path. “You are smarter than your friends, if you wish you may still leave and I will not harm you.”

The three silver daggers are joined by a daedric one as they float in the air between the third bandit and Teleran.

“I will leave,” said the bandit.

“Good, at least one of you has some sense.”

But as Teleran turns to go the bandit lets out a yell and charges, only to be impaled upon her own sword. “I guess I was wrong,” Teleran sighs.

Then the weight of recent events returned to him and he headed back to Gnisis to see if anything strange had transpired in his absence.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 06:56 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 11 2004, 12:49 AM)

She turns, looking to Lord Liris, listening to the crowd ...

"Hear and heed the words of Azura!

"She shall follow the route of the Pilgrimage of Vivec, showing her reverence for the ancient customs of the land, starting here, in your town of Gnisis, where your temple holds the Ash Mask of Vivec!"

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 11 2004, 06:57 AM

The orc was swifter than most Azrael had seen, entering the room, and closing the door quietly behind him all in one, fluid motion. "You, you Azrael, right?", the orc grumbled, "You the one who attacked that Breton out in the main hall?"

"Yes, that would be me.", Azrael replied, trying to mask his sense of wary fear.

The orc's eyes widened with pleasant surprise, as if he had done something of great importance, "Yeah, Master say him want to see you, so you come on out and talk with him, no stupid moves, Dunmer"

Careful not to rip the door from it's hinges, the intimidating mage's apprentice opened it lightly, signaling Azrael through.

He walked by an open room on his way to the main guild-hall floor and caught a few pieces of dialogue from two younger apprentices:

"Did you hear? The master has been talking about Azura!"

"I don't believe you; Azura? You've been telling lies again A'eil."

"Azura?", Azrael thought, "I've heard that name before, and this is the very same?" He realized that he had stopped a few feet from the door when his large, orcish escort nudged him in the back with his large, greenish grey hand, "You keep moving, Master want to see you quick."

At long last they had made it to the main floor of the guild, and Azrael could see an Older, Breton woman standing opposite him in the room, next to Melar, the young mage he had tried to remove earlier. She had a passive look on her face, and Azrael had no idea what to expect from her, being only a few hours into his 'service' here at the guild. Melar turns from the woman and caught a glimpse of Azrael, before scurring off into an alcove that was just out of the Dunmer's sight.

"Here Azrael, master, like you ask.", the escort growled at the woman.

"Thank you Tryooig, that will be all", she responded, with a near-angelic voice.

She waited for the Orc to leave the room before turning to Azrael; she spent a long time simply staring at him, apparently sizing him up. "You, you attacked another guild member", she said, "Why would you do this?" Azrael blinked, and responded, "I'm not quite sure, Master. . .errm?"

"You may call me Adriana", she replied, "I will be your Mistress while you are at this sect of the guild."

"You mean, I'm still in?", Azrael replied, a bit hesitant to assume anything, "Even after. . ."

"Yes, even after you attacked another guild member", she said, smiling, "I spoke with him, and personally, I don't exactly blame you. See that it doesn't happen again, though; I will keep you two seperate to make things easier." Azrael nodded, to show his agreement, and stood still, waiting for her to address him again, as he knew she would.

"I watched you from the balcony, over there", she motioned towards the staircase, "and I can tell that you are not exactly the normal mage. I won't ask you more, but if you are willing, I have a task for you."

Azrael nodded, remaining silent.

"Good. You must not share this information with those outside the guild, though it is obvious that some may know already. We have recieved word through Skyrim that Azura, Goddess of Dusk and Dawn, has made an appearance here on Vvardenfell. A local group of travelers, of various natures and race, have gathered at the Madach Tradehouse, just across from the temple. You seem as though you can handle yourself quite well, from the display you put on earlier, so I would like you to go and speak with them."

Azrael took in the last bit of information, and thought about it for a second, "She is letting me stay in the guild, and I need this, so I will do this thing for her, then we will see what I can do for myself."

"Yes, very well mistress. I am to report to you with anything I find?", he asked.

"Yes, that will be all I ask, Azrael. Further instructions will come later."

Azrael turned and swiftly climbed the stairs to the ground level floor. He spotted Melar on the way out and walked over to him, "Melar, I have spoken with Adriana. I apologize for my actions earlier, but I would suggest you stay away from me if you would rather not have a reccurence."

With this he turned the corner into the entry-room, and opened the door, heading across the town's 'quare', to the tradehouse.

(Ang)

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 06:57 AM

"So it starts." Arynel says.

Another step along the road
The traveler goes each step in turn
Each thread is born the yarn to sew
A step past the one before...

The Breton steps out of the door and into the outside world.

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 11 2004, 06:58 AM

When we last left Razub, he was chained up in a necromancer lair, unsure if he would be killed or not.

As the necromancers approached Razub, he felt a dark energy flow from them. The dunmer unlocked the shackles and joined the others who were now knealing before Razub. "Master Beldoh," said the Dunmer, who appeared to be the leader. "It is wonderful that you have returned to us. I am your loyal servant Inganare Yahahulu Ahanidiran, or Ing for short." "And I am Gro-Bagamul Durog, at your service." said the orc. Razub was quite confused as to who this "Master Beldoh" was. It was obvious they were talking to him, but why? "Perhaps Master Beldoh would like to put his amulet on?" And before the confused Razub could react, Ing put on the amulet, and the dark energy flowed through Razub once more. He felt like a different person. An evil person. And he liked it. "Come," said Razub, "We have much work to do."

Posted by: Solin Dec 11 2004, 06:58 AM

"My dear, this is your people's land, their acceptance is what you seek," Liris said to the waiting Loranna, "If you seek to show them reverence and piety then ask them, let your people embrace you!"

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 11 2004, 07:00 AM

Kasha breaks the silence after the speech by yelling. "HER WORDS ARE TRUE! Kasha says after hearing Loranna's speech. "I FEEL ONLY SINCERITY AND PEACE IN HER WORDS!"

Kasha looks around the crowd as she talks.

"This women isn't lying." Kasha raises her fists. "SHE IS THE TRUE INCARNATION OF AZURA!!"

Kasha looks around hoping people will join in...

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 07:07 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Dec 11 2004, 01:00 AM)

There is silence, for a sharp, clear moment, and then two Ashlanders, here for market, silently get to their knees and place their heads on the ground.
The locals near them move away, embarrased, but from the other side of the crowd, someone yells "Praise the child of Vivec!"

"But she's a Nord!" another cries, but he is answered by a woman, "Have you not heard of the fate of our old enemy, Skyrim? She is Azura!"

"AZURA!" the cry was louder

"PRAISE THE CHILD OF VIVEC!"

Quietly, Aricyn smiled.

Posted by: Teleran Dec 11 2004, 07:07 AM

Teleran enters Gnisis to see a crowd around the tradhouse and as he approaches he hears a shout go up from a familiar looking dunmer female standing among the commoners.

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Dec 10 2004, 09:00 PM)

"This women isn't lying." Kasha raises her fists. "SHE IS THE TRUE INCARNATION OF AZURA!!"

That was the Dunmer that was with the outlanders looking for Aricyn, interesting.

Teleran joins the outskirts of the crowd. His blue eyes fixed on the woman claiming ot be the incarnation of Azura.

Posted by: Nalion Dec 11 2004, 07:07 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 11 2004, 05:57 AM)

The Breton steps out of the door and into the outside world.

Nalion follows Arynel outside and moves to the left where the signpost of Madach's Tradehouse stands. Arms folded in front of him, he listens, eyes intently fixed on the woman called Loranna and the Aricyn who had announced her. But still, he occasionally glances at the crowd, trying to feel the mood. Unaware, his fingers play along the hilt of his dagger of senses and his mind reaches out, to get an impression, to watch, to learn and to try to understand.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 07:08 AM

Freeing her hand from Illidan's, Allerleirauh pushed her way outside, remaining at the back of the audience. She saw Kasha's response; saw the large number of Ashlanders present, and felt her heart sinking. What was to be done? She felt that if she tried to speak against Azura at this moment, mayhem would result.

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 11 2004, 07:12 AM

Azrael exited the guild and was greeted by a mass of people in the open square, all gathered around one woman in particular, "I wonder if this could have something to do with The Azura that Mistress Adriana spoke of; it looks suspicious enough." He changed pace from a quick walk to a quick jog, closing the gap between himself and this group of people quickly. One looked at him, a particularly astute Nord. Relieved that he had caught the attention of this man he asked, "Why is a group of mer so large out in an empty square such as this?"

(Ang)

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 07:12 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 11 2004, 12:58 AM)

"My dear, this is your people's land, their acceptance is what you seek," Liris said to the waiting Loranna, "If you seek to show them reverence and piety then ask them, let your people embrace you!"

Loranna looks at Liris for a second, then turns her eyes back to the crowd ...

These were the people Allie had sworn to lead out of the cradling prison of the Daedra's rule. These were the people who made virtues out of secret murder and revenge. Still ...

There were those in the crowds who felt sick with worry, she could tell; even with the Blight gone, things were uncertain. The stress of the occupation, the slowly growing concern over the Tribunal's relative silence, the simple mortal day to day worries that man and mer both shared ...

" ... Let it be so," she says, her tone quiet but her words reaching everyone's ears. "A mother is always there for her children ... come forth, scions of Morrowind; I am here."

Through it all, Loranna felt Allie's growing unease and despair, and she sighed mentally, her thoughts briefly touching Allie's with a soft There's still many threads to be played out, dear.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 11 2004, 07:14 AM

Dante walked outside, He saw Loranna and the cheering crowd members "Well, this is rather festive" He says to himself walking further down the tavern and leaning against the wall.

From within the empty bar, Illidan had sat down on a stool...He could here the cheering from outside and started to think, he downed a bottle of shein and shortly after placed his head in his arms an slowly wept.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 07:14 AM

QUOTE(Anghardel67 @ Dec 11 2004, 01:12 AM)

"Why? Listen to their cries, Sir. Azura has returned to the land of the Dunmer, and carries the Child of Vivec. You should be proud, by the looks of you. You seem to hold some position here, and now you may claim that this all started in your town."

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 11 2004, 07:18 AM

"But, how can that be?", Azrael thought aloud. He wasn't quite sure how to respond to such a thing, so he spoke exactly what he immediately thought, "How, how can it be that such a thing has transpired? Explain this to me, please, I wish to know more".

(Ang)

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 07:21 AM

QUOTE(Anghardel67 @ Dec 11 2004, 12:18 AM)

Allerleirauh decided to intervene.

"Are you such fools, Children of the East?" she shouted, stepping up beside Azrael. "What if Azura has returned? Is Azura your lord now, you who were the children of the Tribunal? Pah, I spit on you all. It's a miracle we Nords didn't conquer you generations ago! We should have sent you a painted doll sooner!"

Posted by: Solin Dec 11 2004, 07:25 AM

Teras listened as this barbarian mocked his gods. The muckfarmer had stopped to stand with the assembled crowd. She had the audacity to claim to be the Anticipation of Sotha Sil and then if that were not enough mockery she wanted them to embrace her.

“The Ordinators take you to the Ministry of Truth, Snow-devil!” he yelled with a snear, “Do not mock our gods and our ways with your lies!”

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 11 2004, 07:28 AM

Azrael, taken back by this boisterous Nord woman stepping up and shouting in such a manner, found himself unable to speak. Instead, he listened to her, while looking over the group. He noticed one Nord in particular, standing in the very center of the crowd that had drawn him there; the various characters around her seemed to be very protective of this woman; Azrael wondered why, but this wonder was cut short when the shouting once again cut into his train of thought.

(Ang)

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 07:29 AM

Seeing the crowd was swinging their way, Aricyn takes Loranna's cold hand and squeezes it gently.

"Now, let's go to the temple and show them what you're really made of."

Liris's men make a path through the crowd, and they head for the temple.

Posted by: Teleran Dec 11 2004, 07:31 AM

Teleran recovers from his shock in seeing a Nord claiming to be Azura's incarnation and makes his way through the crowd hurriedly, in order to speak with Kasha.

A gap in the crowd opens briefly and he sees her through it, as it closes he slips through and he is standing beside Kasha.

"You are involved in this," Teleran states brusquely, "Why do you aid this woman in her goals, is she truly as she says?"

Murmuring to himself softly he adds, "And will I be the one hunted by her, in the end?"

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 07:37 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 11 2004, 01:21 AM)

Loranna turns to look at Allerleirauh, her eyes shifting from blue to green and with the barest hint of grey in them ...

" ... Where are the Three now, dear?" she asks quietly, her voice not carrying too far for this one sentence.

Her voice picks up. "The Anticipations led the Dunmer for many years, yes - not all Dunmer, but many. At the time, this was what best served the needs of all Dunmer. But times have changed."

"The Nerervarine presaged this time, uniting Great House and Ashlander alike under Moon and Star. The Tribunal have given much to the Dunmer, but the Dunmer are ready once more to stand tall and embrace their old gods - united, Great House and Ashlander alike."

Turning to look at Teras, she asks "Mockery? Is that all you hear? After everything that has happened since Nerevar Reborn fulfilled the prophecy, you still say this?"

Then, as Aricyn took her hand, she says quietly " .. .Come, if you still have doubts ..."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 11 2004, 07:38 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Dec 11 2004, 01:31 AM)

Kasha continues cheering and protesting, but turns to Teleran.

"Trust me everything she says is true. I know from personal experience. I'm merely scratching a back, so I can get mine scratched in return."

Kasha turns from Teleran and continues yelling the praises of Loranna.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 07:39 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 10 2004, 11:37 PM)

Her voice picks up. "The Anticipations led the Dunmer for many years, yes - not all Dunmer, but many. At the time, this was what best served the needs of all Dunmer. But times have changed."

Arynel begins to chuckle.

"She is not Azura." The Breton muses quietly to himself. "Azura is inside her, but they are yet seperate."

He pauses.

"Chimer." Arynel says. "Chimer."

Posted by: w0nders Dec 11 2004, 07:46 AM

Illidan gets his head about himself and manages to climb to his feet. "Might aswell go outside and see all this proclamation" He says to himself wiping his eyes. He makes his way over to the door and lets out a heavy sigh.

Meanwhile Dante is still listening intently to the words of the people. "This is all very strange" He whispers to himself, Well, you've done it now Dante...You've really put your foot in it, but never the less...You've done a fine job at it Dante shook his head for a brief second and went back to listening.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 11 2004, 07:46 AM

Dur’el and Allimar stand far away from the gathered crowd of spectators, talking amongst themselfs.

“Alright, now’s the time.” Dur’el says walking away from the crowd.

“Time for what?” Allimar asks curiously.

“Think about it, Doorstop. Almost the whole town is over there.” Dur’el says as he points to the crowd of people. “So, that means no ones over here.” Dur’el raises his other arm and points in the opposite direction of the large group.

“So that means, what?” Allimar says confused.

“You’re such an idiot.” Dur’el says as he walks off.

Allimar follows Dur’el with his arms raised. “What?” Allimar replies.

Posted by: Solin Dec 11 2004, 07:49 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 10 2004, 11:37 PM)

Turning to look at Teras, she asks "Mockery? Is that all you hear? After everything that has happened since Nerevar Reborn fulfilled the prophecy, you still say this?"

"I think I changed my mind when you kept spouting what comes out the bad end of a guar. The Inquisitors should strike you down now fool foreigner," Teras yelled back but his cries fell on deaf ears.

The crowd surged forward to follow Loranna into the temple.

Liris was about to follow when an arm snaked out and snatched his sleeve.

"My lord, a letter has arrived," Faril said. Liris nodded and followed the servant back to the privacy of the fort.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 11 2004, 07:54 AM

Wayrestian Alcaire, High Rock

‘No one goes near the house,’ said Naphiticles, as they dropped from their horses, and walked past the Temple Of Dibella, into the shadow of the city wall. ‘The locals think it’s haunted.’

Elysana nodded and said nothing. The house looked perfectly ordinary enough. A little decrepit, run-down, but not so sinister.

On the snowy ground, the words ‘ENTER’ melted through, as if drawn by an unseen child’s finger. The Queen drew her fur cloak around her closer.

At Elysana’s nod, one of her soldiers opened the door. It was dark inside as they all entered.

‘Her Majesty, your Queen commands the presence of the man called Leseth,’ Naphiticles called into the gloom. His strong voice seemed to hang in the air and fall dead. It was a large room they were entering, but there was no echo.

And no furniture. It was barren, but for the undisturbed dust that hung in the air but refused to settle.

‘No one lives here,’ said Elysana, shaking her head. ‘You have the wrong house, fool.’

‘Look up,’ one of the guards gasped.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 08:06 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 11 2004, 01:49 AM)

Loranna doesn't get much chance to reply to anyone specifically as the crowd surges behind her; their current feelings about Azura having returned roar through her mind like a tidal wave - though the waters are getting eagerly lapped up ...

Don't lose yourself in all this, Loranna tells herself, keep your ears open to others ...

Still, there was the question of what to do now that she was at this point ...

The crowd pushes her into the main shrine room, where the Ash Mask of Vivec is on display. Loranna takes a deep breath, the forced hustle being a little wearying on her, and she wraps an arm around her womb.

The Shrine of Justice ... she thinks to herself, looking forward to the Tribunal shrine. Wonder if that's why I dreamt of the Trial this morning ...

She felt something rolling through her, an impulse taking control; the crowd was expecting a miracle, Azura intended to give them one, and she herself wanted to make the best of this whole situation. There was power in her now the likes of which she hadn't had before, and that power was already taking a shape of its own, reaching out ...

The whole crowd feels a gentle, warm tingle coming over them, refreshing their energy, dulling pains, soothing away ailments. Loranna trembles, her eyes closed, whispered utterances slipping through her teeth, as the power flows through her ...

Other effects start making themselves known; things that caused one worry and anxiety no longer seem so bad, as people realize that yes, things will work out in the end after all. Even Allie can feel a touch of this, and Aricyn's birthsign can't completly nullify the tingling sensation of power all around him in his skin ...

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 08:08 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 11 2004, 01:54 AM)

‘Look up,’ one of the guards gasped.

Up, there was simply nothing. No ceiling, no sky. This house was flawed, its ceiling was the Void itself.

"My Queen?" It was a voice, deep and rough, but quiet, a voice to scare little children. "I hail from the land above your heads."

There was a flutter in the infinite above, and a part of the darkness broke free and fell into the room.

It was not a man wrapped in the tattered black cloak before them. It bore the broad frame and yellow tusks of an ork, but the skin was black, the eyes red, and the nose long and high-ridged. Black armor glistened in the folds of the cloak.

"You tread new ground... Queen. You seek the answers to questions that should never be asked. You bring those into my house that should know to remain outside.

"I am Leseth, and I ask you... Why?"

Posted by: w0nders Dec 11 2004, 08:13 AM

Dante follows the crowd with Illidan shortly behind them, Illidan gets a relaxing feeling and his depression is quickly whisked away. He jogs over to Dante "Did you feel that just now?" He asked surprisingly energeticly "Yes, yes I did...I wonder what it was" and the 2 of them ontinue following the others to the temple.

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 11 2004, 08:14 AM

OOC: this is a character list I made for anyone who is confused, as I am, about who is who, and how you should refer to them.

Allie: Nord (allie), Nord (Dragon), Akaviri (Doll), Breton (Mirror), Imperial (skien), Bosmer (Mirea)
Rhedd: Nord (aricyn)
Loranna: Nord (Loranna)
Anghardel67: Dunmer (Azrael)
Matteyd: Breton (Melar)
Teleran: Dunmer with blue eyes (Teleran)
me: flying druegh (samuel)
Firemaster: Imperial (Erenius)
Marquis: Half-Nord/Half-Breton (Meciander Romiderian)
Niceguy5: Imperial (Dane)
Tarik: Dunmer (Tarik)
Sheogorath: Breton (Elysana), Sheogorath (Daedra Prince)\
Celezar: Khajiit (Celezar 'the mad')
w0nders: Dunmer (Dante), Dunmer (Illidan)
OriontheHunter: Breton (Orion the Hunter)
Aki: Dunmer (Reichi Sari), Khajiit (Dar'var)
TrumGryphon510: Dunmer (Melampus)
Nalion: Breton (Nalion Leoriane)
Nord_Lover: RedGuard (Kaelin Hort), Nord (Jaime Fergusson)
Sekka: Worshipper of some sort.
chex: Nord (Maji)
Stratigio: Dunmer (Zaldaar)
Two-Tails: Khajiit (Two-Tails)
Glensather: Dark Elf (Tharivor Vehkem)
Sjvan0: Dunmer (Yasur Aranakan), Khajiit (Razub)
Meridia: Breton (Maranda), Argonian (He-who-hunts-elves), Redguard (Meridia) Dunmer (Diadez)
Peke Utchoo: Dark Elf (Wraith)
solin: Dunmer (Solin)
Arynel: Breton (Arynel)
Arrogant Hero: Redguard (Dur'el), Dunmer (Kasha)

I tried to include all the NPCs I could.

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IC:

Astonished at what he had seen, Azrael watched the crowd move towards the temple, Loranna and Aricyn leading them on, "How could such a thing truly come to pass, in this way? This is not right, none of this; I must inform Adriana". The Dunmer turned towards the guild and ran, darting over small clumps of dirt and rocks scattered over the square.

(Ang)

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 08:15 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 11 2004, 02:06 AM)

Other effects start making themselves known; things that caused one worry and anxiety no longer seem so bad, as people realize that yes, things will work out in the end after all. Even Allie can feel a touch of this, and Aricyn's birthsign can't completly nullify the tingling sensation of power all around him in his skin ...

"Right," says Aricyn quietly, "now's the time to pull out the stops. If you were ever more than just a loony barmaid, let's see it now, girl."

His words are harsh, but his face is calm and kind.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 11 2004, 08:15 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 11 2004, 02:08 AM)

"I am Leseth, and I ask you... Why?"

‘Leseth,’ a little girl’s voice says from the blackness above. ‘I told them to come to you.’

Elysana’s guard had already stepped forward, as if to put a blade between the hideous black orc and the Queen.

‘You do not talk so to your sovereign, the Queen of Wayrest and Alcaire,’ the closest guard said. ‘On your knees, brute, and beg her forgiveness.’

Elysana opened her mouth to speak, but smiled instead. She wondered what kind of a man this Leseth was.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 08:18 AM

A warm tingling fills every inch of the Breton's being.

"Is that..." Arynel begins. "All?"

He shakes his head from side to side. Arynel whispers:

"Bah, this will impress no one, these people have wounds the tavern wench has not yet touched. Can she really be such a fool, to think they would be impressed by this?"

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 11 2004, 08:23 AM

At the farside of Gnisis, Allimar climbs on top of a oval, shaped house, while Dur’el watches from the ground.

“You sure this is the only way in?” Allimar says wobbling back, and forth on the roof.

“Yeah, I left my lock-pick tools with Kasha. Now hurry up and climb down that chimney.” Dur’el says, cautiously, looking around.

Allimar gets to the chimney and gingerly gets in. Watching Allimar, Dur’el wonders if the chubby, Bosmer can fit all the way in the chimney. A few seconds later a loud crash is heard inside of the house.

”I guess so.” Dur’el thinks to himself.

A few moments pass, and Allimar opens the door holding his lower back.

“Your landing needs work.” Dur’el says chuckling, as he walks by Allimar into the house.

Dur’el looks around the house and rubs his hands together.

“Lets get naughty.” Dur’el simply says with a smirk.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 08:23 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 11 2004, 02:15 AM)

(A DARK HOUSE IN ALCAIRE:)

The black face stretched in a grin, showing more yellow teeth. In one smooth motion, the cloak swept back from an ebony-encased arm, and an enormous fist impacted the guard's chest. There was a sound like a drum, and the man ceased to be in the room. Somewhere, far above, a man's voice could be heard, screaming.

"A gift to you, little prisoner of the Void." Leseth said to the dark above.

"That I assume, oh Queen, is the show you were waiting to see?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 08:24 AM

Allerleirauh felt the warm tingling... but instead of the peace Loranna probably expected to result, the Dunmer people were reacting with anger. She heard them muttering.

"Northern witch with a calm spell trying to put one over on us..." a merchant near her said.

She hoped there would not be violence soon. But she was pleased at the resilience of the Dunmer spirit.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 11 2004, 08:27 AM

Alcaire

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 11 2004, 02:23 AM)

"A gift to you, little prisoner of the Void." Leseth said to the dark above.

"That I assume, oh Queen, is the show you were waiting to see?"

‘I have need of a man such as you,’ Elysana nodded. ‘I need people to protect my interests, to guard me against incursions from others like you who can travel through the Void. To act as eyes and ears in places and distances my spies cannot take. To kill my enemies if need be. The girl Bosriel and I have spoken, and I have agreed to her price. She seemed to think you might be agreeable to an arrangement as well. It is a valuable service you would be performing for me, and I would hear your price.’

Posted by: Teleran Dec 11 2004, 08:33 AM

Teleran is still standing where he was while listening to the speech, as he ponders where to go form here he sees a bosmer climbing on the roof. He walks over to see Dur'el vanish into the building.

This should be fun Teleran thinks, as he rubs his hands together gleefully.

Teleran follows Dur'el, careful not to be seen, yet.

Posted by: Solin Dec 11 2004, 08:34 AM

Solin stood at the entrance to the chamber. His robe is smeared with ash, his pack is slung over his shoulder. Whatever feelings he felt were well hidden from prying eyes by the mask he wore. It was impasive as ever. In the back of his mind he thought he heard a click.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 08:35 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 11 2004, 02:27 AM)

Alcaire
‘I have need of a man such as you,’ Elysana nodded. ‘I need people to protect my interests, to guard me against incursions from others like you who can travel through the Void. To act as eyes and ears in places and distances my spies cannot take. To kill my enemies if need be. The girl Bosriel and I have spoken, and I have agreed to her price. She seemed to think you might be agreeable to an arrangement as well. It is a valuable service you would be performing for me, and I would hear your price.’

(A DARK HOUSE IN ALCAIRE:)

"I have no price.

"But know this, oh Queen. To invite my company is to have my company. I cannot be kept out. I cannot be killed. I cannot be disposed of, like so many of your playthings.

"You have my attention, and I give you one chance to be forgotten. Forget what you know of the eternity that surrounds you, and go back to playing with toys.

"If that is not your will, then you chose to enter the company of monsters, for make no mistake, regardless of outward appearance, we of the Void are ALL monsters to you.

"I leave it to you. I will come, or you may go."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 08:38 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 11 2004, 02:15 AM)

"Right," says Aricyn quietly, "now's the time to pull out the stops. If you were ever more than just a loony barmaid, let's see it now, girl."

His words are harsh, but his face is calm and kind.

That's when the voice reverberates from Loranna's body ...

It is now time for Justice to be done for my people. Let crimes clouded in secrecy now stand revealed!

Suddenly, Outlanders in the audience begin crying out; voices begin babbling about stolen goods, broken promises, an Orc falls to his knees and wails how he broke a man's neck in a drunken rage ...

There is a loud crack, as the Ash Mask on display suddenly falls to pieces; Temple orderies yell in anger and rage but the voice rings out No untruth shall stand in the light of this new Dawn; reveal what you have hidden from my people in your foolish pride.

A priest shakes with fear as he steps up to the actual shrine and works a secret mechanism, causing the shrine to open ... to reveal another Ash Mask, one which seems to hum with virtue ...

Loranna's eyes begin dripping tears which sear the floor, causing faint waves of power to wash forth out of the Temple; those outside suddenly expereince what is being felt inside, and soon the air is full of confessions and angry cries for justice ...

Bring the criminals to me, the voice commands, Loranna's expression hardening to marble perfection ...

Posted by: Girai_Harkaanius Dec 11 2004, 08:41 AM

In the midst of the stark terror only experienced by a mortal bearing the shock of Oblivion, Girai could feel the name SEN-YEDDA resonating through the halls of Moonshadow. Could he slay this child, this taint on the face of Mundus? Girai's mind achieved focus for a brief moment. Not the child of a mortal. Not even the liar Vehk's.

If in this dark realm Girai ever found the protonymic of Azura, he knew he could never use it against the child. Never.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 08:42 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 11 2004, 02:38 AM)

Loranna's eyes begin dripping tears which sear the floor, causing faint waves of power to wash forth out of the Temple; those outside suddenly expereince what is being felt inside, and soon the air is full of confessions and angry cries for justice ...

Bring the criminals to me, the voice commands, Loranna's expression hardening to marble perfection ...

Behind her, Aricyn smiles... honestly.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 11 2004, 08:44 AM

Kasha stands in shock looking around, at all the people in unbearable pain. Kasha suddenly begins to think about Dur’el and why he hasn’t shown up yet...

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 11 2004, 08:46 AM

Alcaire

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 11 2004, 02:35 AM)

"If that is not your will, then you chose to enter the company of monsters, for make no mistake, regardless of outward appearance, we of the Void are ALL monsters to you.

"I leave it to you. I will come, or you may go."

Elysana’s face was still for a moment, and then she burst into laughter, which was sweet, not at all mocking. ‘You think I don’t know monsters? There are many people who would say I am one. I am sorry, good sir, but if you think I am a meek and frightened woman, your powers of observation are not among your strongest qualities. I do not seek a friend, I seek a worker. I can grant you whatever you wish, but it will be a payment for services rendered.’

Posted by: w0nders Dec 11 2004, 08:48 AM

Dante and Illidan stood watching wide-eyed as all of the outlanders started trembling in fear and confessing crimes. "W-what do you think is happening Illidan?" Dante asked rather shakily "I have no clue Dante....But I want to find out" Replied Illidan, his voice sterner then it has ever seeme before. He started pushing his way through the pack

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 11 2004, 08:49 AM

In the house Dur’el broke in to, he feverishly grabs the most valuable items, and stuffs them into a bag. Allimar looks around the house dusting himself off.

“Wow, the person who lives here must be rich.” Allimar says excited. “Look at all this expensive stuff.”

“Uh huh.” Dur’el replies uninterested. “Less talky, more stealy.” Dur’el says, throwing a bag at Allimar.

Allimar grabs a few things, then suddenly Al drops to his knees yelling about stealing food, and pinching Dunmer wenches.

“What is wrong...” Dur’el begins before the pain, and sadness he has cause, to Dunmers, comes rushing on him, like a vicious tidal wave.

Dur’el drops to one knee, but will not let the pain consume him. Finally it gets SO bad that Dur’el bursts into tears, and drops in a fetal position on the floor, yelling as loud as his vocal cords will allow.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 08:52 AM

Arynel scanned the people around him. Confessing crimes, crying for past deeds, weeping and broken.

The Breton himself felt a tingle of cold, sharp pricks all over.

I walk the path as it is given
Each step in turn by my own feet
No hand to guide except my own
Not but my own way to greet...

The cold, the pricks, are gone...

Posted by: Teleran Dec 11 2004, 08:52 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 10 2004, 10:38 PM)

It is now time for Justice to be done for my people. Let crimes clouded in secrecy now stand revealed!

Suddenly, Outlanders in the audience begin crying out; voices begin babbling about stolen goods, broken promises, an Orc falls to his knees and wails how he broke a man's neck in a drunken rage ...

As Teleran enters the open house he feels a strange tingling that grows in magnitude that becomes an unbearable pain.

"Aaargh!!" he cries out, " I have taken from the Dunmer, drunk Matze and brandy and flin that was not mine to drink, removed their rightful possessions from their places. I have hidden this and laughed at their ignorance."

The pain leaves him and he stands, though he does not remember falling and looks up to see Dur'el and Allimar on the ground as well. Teleran looks through the bags that Allimar and Dur'el, dropped and finding them to be simple mundane items, takes out one of the daggers they had grabbed, he leaves the rest of their loot to them. as he leaves he notices that the ones who collpsed are being herded into the temple. Follows at what he deems a safe distance.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 11 2004, 08:52 AM

Alcaire

‘Please, Leseth,’ Bosriel called from the darkness above. For a moment, all below could see her, floating in the nothingness, like a doll in a dark ocean. Long dark hair, white ashen skin, eyes of pure fire, the blood of Elysana’s guard on her lips. ‘I am afraid I will not be able to do it alone. Until she has freed me, will you help?’

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 08:57 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 11 2004, 02:46 AM)

Alcaire
Elysana’s face was still for a moment, and then she burst into laughter, which was sweet, not at all mocking. ‘You think I don’t know monsters? There are many people who would say I am one. I am sorry, good sir, but if you think I am a meek and frightened woman, your powers of observation are not among your strongest qualities. I do not seek a friend, I seek a worker. I can grant you whatever you wish, but it will be a payment for services rendered.’

(A DARK HOUSE IN ALCAIRE:)

"I do know you, dear Lady. Your house is full to the brim with monsters.

"I do not take you for a meek woman, I wish only for you to know the length of the road you now prepare to walk.

"I see, also, that there is no turning back for you. Your world is already destroyed. So be it. Speak, and I will come. Ask, and I will do.

'As for my price, you demand one, and so I begin my service to you by naming one. I will have that man, Naphiticles. He will be my price. He knows much of the Void, so I shall show him the final piece of the puzzle. I will not ask for more, for the sake of the girl outside."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 11 2004, 08:57 AM

Allerleirauh felt Azura's power buffet her like a wave. She had slain Dunmer; she had taken them into her hand like a bouquet of flowers, to destroy their ancient culture; she had done other things.

I was taken, as a child... forgive me bright lady...

For shame, she told herself. Write with black hands. Are you a slave to mud? You are not the child of Daedra; you are a daughter of the Sky.

Although tears streamed down her face, she did not join the mass of criminals being herded into the Temple.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 08:58 AM

...
Freak accident.

Posted by: Solin Dec 11 2004, 09:04 AM

Liris entered the great chamber near where Solin stood. He wept like the other criminals. “I have wronged!” he yells weeping, “I brought this woman, whom I now truly see, to you for benefit other than yours!” A honest confession of his crime.

“You are the great Azura! I am yours!” the lord swore crying, “Forgive me so that I may serve you!” Even as he says so his thoughts swirl about searching… wondering for someway to rectify his situation.

The Breton lord dropped to his knees in front of Loranna and he clung to her feet continuing to beg forgiveness.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 11 2004, 09:06 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 11 2004, 02:57 AM)

(A DARK HOUSE IN ALCAIRE:)
'As for my price, you demand one, and so I begin my service to you by naming one. I will have that man, Naphiticles. He will be my price. He knows much of the Void, so I shall show him the final piece of the puzzle. I will not ask for more, for the sake of the girl outside."

A Dark House in Alcaire

Naphiticles drops to his knees in front of his Queen. He grasps her right hand, and weeps in terror.

‘You have been right when my other sages were wrong,’ she said, stroking his face with her other hand. ‘When they said an army of men had invaded my palace, or I had offended the daedra Azura, you told me of the Void. You advised me on the construction of my new palace, showing me how to create a sanctuary which the Void Rangers could not enter. You found this extraordinary girl, this Bosriel for me. I am grateful for your service and your wisdom.’

She pulled her hands away from him, and Naphiticles collapses to the floor, sobbing.

‘You have one thing left to offer me,’ she said, a smile of an angel on her face. She turns to Leseth. ‘He’s yours.’

Posted by: Loranna Dec 11 2004, 09:09 AM

Dunmer whose eyes burn with rightous fury drag every confessing Outlander into the Temple, where Loranna's now fully grey eyes regard them cooly, still dripping tears.

You have all heard the wrongs committed by these Outlanders from their very lips; such is the power of Azura, the voice says. Now shall you hear the judgement of Azura - but I come to my people in mercy, so shall I demonstrate mercy, even to the sinners.

Those of you before me now, I offer you a choice. You see my tears falling from my eyes; if you repent your crimes come and catch my tears in your hands and drink them; your atonement for your crimes shall be granted by my power and you shall stand redeemed before my people, accepted by my sufferance to live among them and serve their needs.

Those who do not repent however ... are free to leave Morrowind, never to return, and to spread the tale of Azura's power that all may know - this land is once again the home of the Dunmer people and shall be knwon as such.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 09:14 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 11 2004, 03:06 AM)

‘You have one thing left to offer me,’ she said, a smile of an angel on her face. She turns to Leseth. ‘He’s yours.’

(A DARK HOUSE IN ALCAIRE:)

"And so I am yours, Queen of Wayrest."

A gauntleted hand, in size like the paw of a bear, reaches out from the folds of the cloak and grasps the cowering man by the hair.

"I am always with you, from this day forward. Speak, and it will be heard."

Leseth drug the now screaming man near his chest, and crouching, lept so that the floorboards creaked under the shock, disappearing into the nothingness above.

"For you, little one," a voice in the dark said, and the screaming ceased.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 11 2004, 09:22 AM

Maranda leaned against the wet walls of the Ruddy Man shrine...
'Are you sure she is comming this way?' Maranda asked
That I am, I heard her say she was taking the pilgramage of Vivec...
I heard she smashed the face of Vivec... what an interesting girl... Shardie said, sitting on a rock, and cleaning down her sword
'Interesting, yes, we shall wait for her to arrive here before we do anything. Daidez, is she aware of our plans?'
I do not think so... but she will most proberly will when she gets here... If only you hadn't slept in...
'Be quiet, Daidez, and go keep a lookout...' Yelled Maranda angrily...

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 11 2004, 09:24 AM

A Dark House in Alcaire

‘Most satisfactory,’ Elysana thought.

She looked to her guards, some of whom were staring at the floor, white-faced, jaws agape. When they saw her look their way, each one straightened up, freezing their faces into masks of professional disinterest.

‘Bosriel, Leseth,’ Elysana called to the Void. ‘I must know what transpired in Hammerfell, in the inn in Rihad where my men went to apprehend Lord Ciel. If they did not find him, or let him get away, I would have him found. Him, and the man who helped him escape from me. You do not need to capture or kill them … yet … I would first wish information on who he is, and whether he is working alone or with others.’

With that, the Queen of Wayrest and her men left the haunted house of the void, and began their way back to her palace in the Wrothgarian Mountains.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 09:25 AM

Aricyn subtly motions to Kasha, who makes her way slowly through the crowd.

Out of the side of his mouth, he whispers something quietly to her.

She frowns and rolls her eyes, and Aricyn whispers again.

The Dunmer girl shakes her head in mock pity, then moves away again.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 11 2004, 09:30 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 11 2004, 03:25 AM)

After hearing Aricyn’s request Kasha sighs and points at Aricyn.

"Hey, everybody look! This Nord isn't feeling any pain! He has never hurt the Dunmer people! All praise this wonderful man!" Kasha says excited.

While no one is looking, Kasha quickly cuts the act, and leans over to Aricyn.

"You owe me." She whispers.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 11 2004, 09:32 AM

Arynel eyes the angry faces of the Dunmer faces around him. The pleeding looks of the others.

"Outlanders." Arynel muses. "That is what they call them. I am an outlander here too I suppose. In any case, this does not seem to be a good place to ramble."

The Breton waves his arm, and his form shimmers, then vanishes in a flash of green light.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 11 2004, 09:36 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Dec 11 2004, 03:30 AM)

After hearing Aricyn’s request Kasha sighs and points Aricyn.

"Hey, everybody look! This Nord isn't feeling any pain! He has never hurt the Dunmer people! All praise this wonderful man!" Kasha says excited.

While no one is looking, Kasha quickly cuts the act, and leans over to Aricyn.

"You owe me." She whispers.

Aricyn hides a wink to Kasha, and then steps forward.

"I only have the best interests of the great Dunmer people in my heart, as does your great patron Azura.

"Vivec and Azura are one! I hope that from this day forward, unity will continue to drive separation from your blessed land."

Posted by: tegger Dec 11 2004, 09:37 AM

Sorry to interrupt, but the thread has gone over 200. Someone can start a new one in which to continue...

Edit: Loranna has posted the next one http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=34583.